Goldfinch60

Know Alls.

Throughout your life you see them,

These people of self-importance.

They think that they are the best,

Nobody can do the things they do.

In all spheres of life they are there,

Knowing their knowledge is theirs,

It cannot be shared with anybody,

They alone now how to do these things.

But what they will never understand,

As they are too self-possessed to realise,

That the graveyard is full

Of indispensable people.

Comments7

  • orchidee

    A fine write G. I thought I was indispensable in 1066. Well, I gave Harold what I thought was excellent advice. I only told him to look up! heehee.

    • Goldfinch60

      Thanks Orchi.

      You just didn't think about the situation and you certainly didn't listen to me!

    • ShannonXx

      Really enjoyed this, great message to it

      • Goldfinch60

        Thank you Shannon, much appreciated.

      • Augustus

        Full of it, they were. Hugs.

      • swingline

        The meek shall inherit the world .

      • orchidee

        That'll teach me, as you say in the poem. Oh yes, I knew it all ,so I thought. Too late now - Harold looked up! oohh!

      • P.H.Rose

        Very very good GF60
        Absolutely spot on sir...
        Well done...

        • Goldfinch60

          Thank you PH, much appreciated.

        • Heather T

          The grave...the great equalizer. Interesting write!

          • Goldfinch60

            We all end up there. Thank you for reading my words.



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