In mass we see
There's blood
There's gore.
There's fabrication.
No other things to see.
There's the TV.
There's the TV.
Molded reality.
Search for more.
Why settle for less.
Try the computer.
Find more of the mess.
This fact is true!
Later, it is not.
Each society,
Has a blind spot.
Overloaded.
Torn.
Out of place.
Worn.
Look around you.
Look at them scorn.
Stay strong my friend.
You've unclouded your eye.
Seen more than you should.
But are still bound by "I".
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Collection of My Poetry
PoetryJust putting up my poems, good and bad. They're just here... so if you feel like reading them then go ahead. No need to follow me or vote, but please comment on the poems. I would like to improve and spread poetry to all who love it. Update: 2/26/20...
