He speaks, yet again
of knowledge and the need of it
to chart and navigate our future
and the splendours that await us
Yet the very book needed he close
and the instruments
he lock them away
He speaks, yet again
of justice and being righteous
and the nobility of the two
Yet he understands them not
for the two, he is known not to be
He speaks, yet again
portraying intelligence
but instead becomes a mockery of it
For as sure as the sun in a bright day
Koko and Kanzi
are far superior to him
the mircale they are
the miracle he is not
He speaks, yet again
yada yada yada
and a scribe worded it venomously
He speaks, yet again
the mircale is
when he's left
with no words to speak
He speaks, yet again
he is the manifestation
of this song
Let him speak no more
