How Full Are Your Glasses?

Intelligence can be viewed in many lights, perspectives, and bias's.

I ask, upon which terms do you become the jugde, jury, and prosecuter?

Is it the amount of books you have read, or the studies of math and science?

The force of mass pushing back on the frame that are your glasses, a equation executer.

Possibly, how fast you can move forward, balancing glasses filled to the brim?

How many cups you can have to fill a dining hall to gaggle at the ball?

With all come vices and virtues, and all can become a broken limb.

Yet, simoultaniously can be the catch to all of your falls.

So when concluded, on any particular topic, you catch yourself in an isolated cavern.

Know somewhere in the confines of your being, there's a light in that cave.

And it may seem distant, but so is the feeling of; shattered.

But personally, the balance of the two is what moves me throughout my days.