A Fool's Preference Poem by Kobby King
A Fool's Preference
She is the want I don't need
The answer to my desires
Pursued with a zeal that see's not the devil's wrong
Till becomes an addiction that steals my sanity
With substle ease
She is my need i didn't know to want
Her countenance restoring balance to my wavering normality
Appreciating her but for a moment
For the strenght to pursue my want
Destructive yet so addictive
Blinded to know the need i should have wanted
Which no more be
Desolate yet still hoping to fulfill my need for the strenght
To pursue my want
Tis the preference of a fool
What I want I don't need
What I need I don't want
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4/18/2024 8:06:55 PM # 1.0.0.1119
A well penned treatment of two words which drive us all to the limit at times - - - and your last two lines are great........ thanks for this.......10 from Fay,