All-knowing

I once met a man
who was rather cold and frank,
and he told me
lacking emotion,
that life wasn't all that great.

Now how was I
to respond to such a statement.
Caught off guard,
yes, quite surprised,
I, as usual,
lacked response.

Eventually,
mouth finally closed,
I composed my thoughts:

When did
you decide,
the rights, the wrongs, the lefts,
in life.

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Maybe it was his beard,
that granted him
such knowledge.

Though to this day,
I still believe
it had to be his nose.

It was large, and
all-knowing.

10/27/2015
Riley Welch