To Free Themselves From Rumors Heard
Trying to find,
Each way but looking up...
To clear a mind and eyes from clouds,
May need a tour guide on the scene...
For those bumping into walls,
To free themselves from rumors heard...
They have spent their days hazed in a maze.
And too reluctant they are to research for facts.
From a fear a light appearing is a sign to keep back.
And this is a warning to cast down their squinting eyes.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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