Ignorance

I condemn the ignorant.

I persecute and judge

The hapless swagsters

With their pants dragging across the pavement.

Their style,

their style I can judge.

Their ignorance, I have no right.

I took a look at the world.

Wrenching my heart.

Making my head fuzzy

With eyes aching from what they have seen.

My ears throb with the pitched wringing

Of constant technology

And controlled ignorance.

Most of all it is my legs.

My legs move awkwardly

As they struggle to support my weight.

They struggle to keep me standing against the gravity

Of a world that does not seem worth walking through.

Jumbled sentences,

no political views,

no future in mind,

hatred of any and all religion.

Yet they are so open.

So open and accepting to those

Which religion,

Politics

And the future have so swiftly rejected.

I look at the lies

And personal gain

Of politics.

It is disgusting.

I look at the future

And see nothing but horror

And the downfall of society.

I look at religion

And am ashamed to be called a Christian.

The world has become ignorant.

It is the blind leading the blind

As those with money and power

Do all in their ability to control everyone else.

I see the beauty of religious faith

Turned into a monstrous topic

People like to avoid

So they don’t have to think

Of the revolting people

Who are full of sin,

Parading around, destroying others

In the name of the Lord.

I look around and it hurts.

I look around and I collapse to the ground.

My legs have spent so long supporting me,

As if walking would bring me somewhere

Where we are literate and confident.

But as I look around and see the horror

And the misshapen beings swaying to and fro

As they themselves begin to realize that they, too

Want to sit down and wallow in their garbage.

Nothing but Fish in an unkempt tank,

Swimming in our own, endless s**t.

I begin to envy those I condemn.

Those who I purse my lips, raise an eyebrow and scoff at.

Those who I dismiss so easily in their ignorance,

For not seeing the world as it is.

Until I realize that I am not so smart.

Until I realize that their ignorance is the greatest genius of all.

Ignorance, as they say, is bliss.

Bliss I could only lie at the feet and kiss

In envy and want as I lose hope

In that I am just as ignorant as the rest.

I try to forget what I have seen,

What I have heard,

And how hard my legs have worked.

But I lay down and kiss.

I accept the bliss that comes with not knowing.

I forget the lies,

Manipulation

And cruelty of the world,

And even if it’s just for a little bit,

I bathe in the glory of ignorance. 

Reviews

[critic h]

nicely written. you have brilliantly described the ignorant ones. Well done.

[Fish]

Thank you ^.^