Monday, November 25, 2013

A Confederacy of Dunces

You just can never know,
No matter how good y’are,
If what you do’ll be appreciated,
While your mind is still thar.

Take John Kennedy Toole for example,
Pulitzer Prize winner,
For A Confederacy of Dunces,
Posthumously published aft’ self-murder,

The book was rejected time after time,
And John was sensitive,
Though loved by students for his charisma,
Ain’t filled a will to live.

But if he did,
Imagine what he’d write,
A genius nurtured and art supported,
A mind let to feel that living is right.

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