The Process of Ignorance
The cause is the fear of curiosity,
That inquisitive “umm” or “uh.”
Whatever requires the use of less mental capacity.
Polar opposite of de la Rocha.
It begins with “I don’t know,”
Followed by “I don’t care.”
How dare they declare
Something so bold,
Whilst they bury their heads.
In what matters not, a phone,
A pillow on their beds,
Or even a book.
The result never differs,
Yet it repeatedly injures.
The degeneration of intelligence,
An accomplice, consistently of violence.
We may end up “Shattering this Mold,”
But everything seems to fall “Into the Fold.”
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I have amassed a collection of poems since I started writing in 2012. I'll be uploading 1 poem a day for the next two months (if I remember to do so) in chronologic order of when they were written. I felt like this site was the most appropriate place for my style of poetry and I wanted as many people to have the opportunity to read them as possible. I hope you all enjoy! I would give context to my poetry, but personal interpretation of poetry is my favorite thing about it so I do not want to distort anyone's perspective in doing so.
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