My intellectual shortcomings

He loves books
Books that he cannot buy

He gets the intellect
He gets the mind

He gets rich in time
Trusting his instincts

He buys books
That he cannot read anymore

He gets so many minds
He loses his intellect

With all regret to what
Happened, he loses his face

And wants to recover at least his eyes
By writing some of these poems.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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