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by OC28
Rated: 18+ · Poetry · Experience · #1226046
Aye, That our blind ignorant eyes, See the light of day at birth,
That our blind ignorant eyes,
See the light of day at birth,
And our cane becomes ever shorter,
As we grow,

That our learned brothers,
Teach however,
Only what they know,

Blinders strapped,
By bias tutelage,
Opinions, rather than fact,
Tis an act of human treason,

That mans house is turned to cave,
Dark and narrow,
Tunneled in abyss,

We see with the masters eye,
rather than our own,
Dare to know,
Break free of the beast,
That darkens your path.

Light the torch to your enlightenment.

We tarry for pleasure,
And within that comes,
For things and property,
The human refrain,

When all we will have at our life's end,
Is the six feet that we will be buried in.

Aye the truth that comes to pass.

"Out of the dark we came, into the dark we go."
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