You tell us the truth-
          
                           your truth.

What you’ve been told.

                          What you discovered-
For us.

                          What we haven’t discovered.

Then you beg for us to recreate.

                          So the truths always the same.

No matter how blissful.

                          No matter how **** covered.

We miss the real truth.

                          Because you’ve forced us to walk your path.

To know what you’ve learned and settle-

                           And few see what we’ve missed.

The lucky, lucky few see-

                            But they can’t share it.

Because you wont listen.

                            Because the path your on is deep.

It's Deep, full of ruts.

                           Your stuck in your own truth.

Stuck in your repetitive teachings-

                           Your story’s and lessons-

And you never realize that wisdom is found through learning-

                            Not being force-fed Einstein’s Excrement