It's okay to say I don't know since the beginning of time we've wanted control through bloodied fields through embittered wars searching for answers for more and, more looking out instead of in always outside not within causing confusion confessing sins dream like illusions the only conclusion... is that I don't know a thing.
This poem is copyrighted and stored in author base. All material subject to Copyright Infringement laws Section 512(c)(3) of the U.S. Copyright Act, 17 U.S.C. S512(c)(3), Krisselle S. Cosgrove November 28th, 2015