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Titans clashing In writing classes Sessions To profess progression Or Progress to professions Blessings Brought through the lessons Learned In College A student as truant As undeserved triumph In the form Of a form That says what he’s worth Diplomas Handed out To show You’re on the road To success The rest are asked The ultimate question Of “Why not?” Embarking on the quest When the ultimatum Is failure Fail lures in Those with no ambition Men ******* About getting papers To show worth Working with no Apparent purpose Versus Being apparently worthless Pairing the two Against the view Of a ***** Who stares at the moon And gives a **** About the bull The one Whose wit Could split The tightest knit Brain And undue the sutures Of skulls To undue Their mundane View of success The ***** Who calls himself A ***** With more pride Than Aryans Carrying his opinion Higher Than the mass vision Just to show How low They truly are Arrogantly ignorant Ignore rants Of others And smother them With the truth Of knowing nothing And understands They’ll never understand Overstepping the boundaries Without Diplomatic immunity Yet immune To the qualities Of the Hippocratic views And sees To seize the future You must Tackle the present problems You must blitz To get you’re quarter back If you want To make a change And sport all the qualities That seem to them Strange Deranged In the range Of misunderstandings The illusion of progress For humans Are usually Said in words And never Set in stone So I will throw Sticks and stone The stupidity that’s grown Words hurt But actions hurt worser For example: Worser Isn’t a word Until I worsen the Worst situation I’m waiting For my chance To blow up So I can dumb down Your intelligence And smarting up Your ignorance If you can’t understand You’re either too smart Or too **** ignorant If you’re offended Then you’re opinion is unneeded Because the truth Will tear your *** to pieces
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May 13, 2014
May 13, 2014 at 1:43 AM UTC
The Illusion of Ignorance
Titans clashing In writing classes Sessions To profess progression Or Progress to professions Blessings Brought through the lessons Learned In College A student as truant As undeserved triumph In the form Of a form That says what he’s worth Diplomas Handed out To show You’re on the road To success The rest are asked The ultimate question Of “Why not?” Embarking on the quest When the ultimatum Is failure Fail lures in Those with no ambition Men ******* About getting papers To show worth Working with no Apparent purpose Versus Being apparently worthless Pairing the two Against the view Of a ***** Who stares at the moon And gives a **** About the bull The one Whose wit Could split The tightest knit Brain And undue the sutures Of skulls To undue Their mundane View of success The ***** Who calls himself A ***** With more pride Than Aryans Carrying his opinion Higher Than the mass vision Just to show How low They truly are Arrogantly ignorant Ignore rants Of others And smother them With the truth Of knowing nothing And understands They’ll never understand Overstepping the boundaries Without Diplomatic immunity Yet immune To the qualities Of the Hippocratic views And sees To seize the future You must Tackle the present problems You must blitz To get you’re quarter back If you want To make a change And sport all the qualities That seem to them Strange Deranged In the range Of misunderstandings The illusion of progress For humans Are usually Said in words And never Set in stone So I will throw Sticks and stone The stupidity that’s grown Words hurt But actions hurt worser For example: Worser Isn’t a word Until I worsen the Worst situation I’m waiting For my chance To blow up So I can dumb down Your intelligence And smarting up Your ignorance If you can’t understand You’re either too smart Or too **** ignorant If you’re offended Then you’re opinion is unneeded Because the truth Will tear your *** to pieces
joseph-childress
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May 13, 2014
May 13, 2014 at 1:43 AM UTC
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