the fool shoots arrows in the air
aims to intimidate, aims to scare,
but all those arrows fall in his heart,
of him, forever, eternal part

with gaiety, laughter, he aims to batter
the strongholds, fences, of things that matter,
little knowing it's him that loses,
his world a victim o' his own abuses.

for once he shatters the spiritual structure,
with words, innuendoes, modern culture,
the edifice is gone, for him, a rupture,
it'll take him lifetimes to restructure.