Professional Amateur

Perfectly flawed Abnormally commonplace Entirely incomplete; A slave to laziness he is A hard worker in the hardly working trade A professional amateur Accomplished in the art of Accomplishing nothing at all, Dreaming of being ordinary An aspiring face in the crowd To know him well is To know nothing at all, Well-spoken in the language of silence A silence that deafens us all And a stillness that moves us; A lover of hatred And a hater of love Fighting a nonviolent war And stabbing the air with his words Simply because anger gives him joy; A professional amateur he is Stabbing the air with his words And yet to know him well is To know nothing at all.