Accidental good

Wisdom is the fruit of thought, 
and thought is that of hardship; 
hardship is the lot of many,
but fails to inspire most — 
what waste! Pearls before swine — 
What makest wisdom? Nay, ask not.
Ask what maketh a man. Ask not questions 
pertaining to gifts lavished upon the unworthy. 
Wisdom is not exclusive,
it maketh a man unproud;
for the wise man knows what maketh a man 
and that which maketh a clown.
Wisdom comes in random bursts,
is manifested in the foolish;
it flows in mishap from a fool
and throws garlands round his neck.
A thick-witted lout may lay down laws
by making known his fantasies,
he can make known the ills of life
by revealing the inferiority he feels.
Often light is cast on truth
by way of falsehood’s fruit:
such are the quirks rampant in life,
such are accidental goods.