I know what I am: A poem 

My life is in camouflage on my soul’s walls 

with the colour and erudition of university halls 

Wisdom’s fluoride shines my teeth 

My bread is made from intuition’s wheat 

Astute stars are abuzz in my skies 

They are little illuminations like fireflies 

I feel like a school bus full of kids 

with laughter exploding in their ribs 

If stealth be your gait and your bait be wealth, 

with every such man, I have bravely dealt 

The word of God gives me my health 

In his sanctum sanctorum, I have knelt 

Integrity gives hope, and greed lies cremated 

The bliss of morality has my soul animated 

And, in my waning years, I will always cheer 

that goodness, to me, was utmost dear