TurkeyA Poem by Renee.Willier
If you cleaned out the collection of ideas
That you've thrifted from folks To whom they were second-hand in the first place
From the parts of your mind Where they pile and spill onto the floor So that nothing new can pass through Without stirring their dust You'd then balk at how greedily Others gobble them up © 2024 Renee.Willier |
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Added on June 5, 2024 Last Updated on June 5, 2024 Tags: poem, ideology, philosophy, socialconditioning, statusquo, breakfree, freethinker, science, scientificprocess, truth, faith, belief, deep, meaningful, perception |