I see the world churn,
Sinking in oblivion and burn.
The dull and meaningless eyes,
Mechanically working in disguise.
Hands creak and squeak,
The burden of society making them weak.
This thoughtless acceptance of life,
Has brought knowledge with no strife.
When will the sweet breeze be felt?
When will this indifference melt?
The answer lies in feeling the wonderment,
In the blood-rushing excitement,
To discover the "how" of things,
To grow beyond your simple being.
Being a romantic is not a simple act,
Courage and thirst are part of the tact.
it is for those who think,
For those minds ever on the brink.

So, inquire, and you'll go on a roller coaster,
A concoction of human life you'll foster.
Inquire, and you'll be struck with awe,
By the vastness of knowledge raw.
Inquire, and you'll be grateful for this,
For awakening you from ignorant bliss.