Ignorance?
Thursday, March 27, 2008
Except for the first line, this poem is unrelated, just a spontaneous epihany yet again.
If ignorance is bliss,
Tis folly to be wise.
Heresay and murmurs strife,
how much that you hear are simply lies?
Those remarks, they stab so deep,
Like nightmares, they start to haunt you in your sleep.
You flip the sheets, you cry aloud,
paranoid, you leave home with a pout.
Sadistic and brutal, they feed on fear,
It's your sanity, that they hold so dear.
Relent, however, and soon they tire,
Their interest falters, like a dimming fire.
It's your anguish, which they were yearning,
So assume nothing, and soon life is turning.
Hence don't let judgements cloud your mind,
Lest they do, head back, rewind.
This is self composed, in relation to a friend's blog post, and also something I have to remind myself to do, every now and then. Maybe I should make a poem of the month feature, I've done three or four already, and I find it a shame to leave it in the dust of thw web through old posts.
Updates coming up, please be patient, sorry.
penned by joel at 7:08 PM
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