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Ignorance: The Unexpected


We may see each other as blind.

I know we use our mouths to speak.

But not every single word comes out.

Their is never a way to be forward or direct.

Because what we speak is "ignorance"

Not only is the human is "ignorant",

but the flesh is.

We pick,we bleed, at the "ignorance" of our skin.

Only just to see how we well we curse or ooze blood.

There has been a time where "ignorance" showed its face.

Nor even tried to smile back as hard.

The "ignorance" is what we get scared of as we open our mouths.

"Ignorance" soemthing we should be able to ignore.

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