by Fernando Nunes
If we don’t read deeply, our wits will wilt:
A pedal drops every day that pages lie in wait.
Atrophy is the apogee of all organic life
Run and flee, happily, from the doctor’s knife
If we don’t read widely, our biases prevail
Plagued by recurrent thoughts—egoic jail
When fools rule, history will be a mystery:
Chastening the parables—protecting pride.