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Oct 2015
Blank stares ahead
So unengaged
No thoughts provoked
Make me enraged

Only the vines
They see swinging back
Are traveled and torn
By this cumbersome pack

No one dares question
Is this the best?
Monkey see monkey do
"Well so says the rest"

Can't define their ideals
Politics are chatter
Philosophy's a dead game
Complicated things don't matter

"Nothings black and white"
Yet oblivious to nuance
Forget the golden rule
What matters is my wants

Refusing education
Unsalvageable hypocrisy
These hive minded animals
Undermine our democracy

So extraordinarily capable
So grossly unwilling
These apes don't realize
That it's us that we're killing
Joseph Bucci
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Joseph Bucci  United States
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