Extracting Wisdom

Stooges

They sat me in a chair today
My wisdom teeth they pulled away
And though my jaw may swollen be
The wisdom it remains with me
 
For pulling teeth is a painful thing
But extracting wisdom has far more sting
Lying deep within its sheltering host
And to pull it out one creates a ghost
 
And yet there is another way
To bring wisdom to the light of day
To take the time to lend an ear
As wisdom is shared by mouth to hear
 
To listen close to stories told
To things once learned, to lessons old
To ask the questions that bring out
The wisdom we cannot live without

Neil White, 2015

Have to have a little fun with the experience.

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