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May 2017
What is idiocracy
The endless mediocrity
The infinite stupidity
Or the hatred of the minority

It's been said that the majority
Of the human race is filled
Matter fact built in the hands
Of complete and utter idiocracy

Whether it be one's self adoration
Or our unusual alcoholic addiction
It could be our misplaced affection
For hateful racism and segregation

Why is it that we fools
Constantly break the rules
We set in order to protect our jewels
Eliminate wars blood filled pools

We work so hard to find
A way around the quote blind
Ideology of being a kind
Human being, this truth you bind

What ever happened to equality
The value of humanity
Being able to find much beauty
In the world despite its pure insanity
Written by
Edward Fairley
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