To those who have been living under a rock, the time to vote is coming soon. There is controversy surrounding the two major candidates, Donald Trump and Hillary Clinton, with neither choice sitting well with the public. On one hand we are faced with a racist misogynist with no political experience and on the other hand, someone whose political record shows evidence of corruption, among other suspicions.

To the upcoming election, I have dedicated a poem to those who are undecided, feel unsatisfied or apathetic. It is not directed toward either candidate but when I hear one person say to another, "How can you vote for them," this is my response.

Wisdom is an illusion, absent the testing of fools

Who have scampered and skittered for ages

They cajole and shatter logic with irritable, irascible tools

In truth, what is the difference, between a fool and a sage?

Self-proclaimed wise men lie in every state

Those who are aggrandized seek selective council

Such council never finds fault or opportunity to berate

Many such fellows are fools and equally scoundrels

The aggrandized words of such wise fellows lead to a slew.

Of that which we see today, seek the advice of fools in lieu

For here is the crux, rare is the fool who has an ill pew

For after the fact, they proclaimed "Oh, but had they knew."

By Denis Curtin