Poem by Ghanim Anaz

Have you met a proper fool?
Rude and stubborn as a mule?

The scull is massive and numb
But as hollow as a drum

The physique is the picture of health
Though modesty condemned to death

The appearance is quite impressive
Pity the manners are so aggressive

Flaunting an air of importance
Reaping ridicule and annoyance

Though, his voice is loud and clear
The views are rarely worth the ear

Still, during debates, he will speak
And imagine himself quite unique

But those of us who know better
Would walk away and mutter

Fools! Will always be fools
Despite colleges and schools

Watford, Herts
May 2008