Shepherd’s son

Shepherd’s son, knows nothing!
He trims the sheep, rides his horses,
milks his cow…
then he lays on the grass,
book in his hands
pondering the meaning of life:
Sartre, Camus, Wittgenstein…
 
and when he goes home at night,
he gets yelled at!
“Books, turn wise people into madmen.”
 
The shepherd’s son, is not a good son.
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