SubnormalityA Poem by Dream WeaverI never had dreams of being wealthy or famous, nor did I have high expectations that the world as a whole could be so much more then it is today. I sit alone while toughts of fallacious optimism trounce any real hope of perfect harmony.
How discouraging this feeling in the pit of my stomach knowing I am but a grain of sand in a vast desert expanding with every breath I take. Misleading are those who believe in the words of false prophecies that divide the masses into nothing more then the blind leading the blind.
When corruption greed and self promotion rule the day, promises worthless, so to are the people who abide by them. Unwarranted selfishness breeds hate jealousy and subnormality. Look around take notice nonchalantly noncommital and nonexistent!
Truly bittersweet for the few who are generous compassionate affectionate. The few who believe that all is not lost on this sinking ship of mankind. The few are powerless when the misguided narcissistic majority rules.
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