The Philosophy Of Socrates: Part II

A Guard approaches Socrates, and without another step, begins to tell Socrates about his disruptions within the Athenian Community.

A Guard:

Oh Mr. Socrates...I see you have caused quite the interruption in the square today...haven't I told you before not to do this,

The people have always liked you...some have hated your anti government propaganda...but Socrates they love you nevertheless,

Why do you do this...the speaking...the reeking of knowledge that you pour from your lips like a flock of birds in mid-air,

You know Zeus wouldn't approve...disruptions of citizens everywhere...government improvising on your terms...little much don't you think?

Socrates:

Police Officer...do you know your own name?

Has your kind political unity smothered your identity through and through?

The once known man of childhood dreams...Are you him now...Are you now?

The motions of the waters crashing...Do your emotions flow like those waves rippling?

Are they emotionless like a grain of sand in an Egyptian Desert?

Can you even Answer my Questions or are you already lost?

A Guard:

Mr. Socrates...you do this every time...why can't I ever question your intentions without you questioning mine,

The dry humor you presume over me...Your strict smile with a hint of disregard to my own wishes of holding the peace,

let me be...I'll let you be for today I suppose...I need to think about some things...my life is so confused.

--Socrates walked away smiling, knowing that what the guard just said was morally wrong. He knew the values of virtue, and understood that right action isn't always the right way.