Fewer Questions To Ask
The more my mind expands,
Into a broadening clarity that connects...
I see how easy it is for many to invest,
Their time in unrest and acceptance of evilness.
In seems those choices are purposely met and kept,
To perpetuate and manifest as necessities.
Since those who are left asleep to stay that way,
Have fewer questions to ask or demand to be answered.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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