The knowledge, the common sense
The consideration, the revelation
The theory, the history
You can call it with many names
As explanation, as an excuse
As rejection, as a plea
As an escape, as a cause
You can use it in many ways
In words, in action
Whether accepted, whether debated
Whether right, whether wrong
You can find it in many forms
The reluctance, the hatred
The prejudice, the confusion
The war, the misunderstanding
You can be trapped in many levels
With honesty, with crocodile tears
With game of persuasion, with playing fact
With time precision, with good attitude
You can touch many people’s heart
Because it is dangerous, because it is forbidden
Because you care, because you scared
Because it is impossible, because it is foolish
You can make it as many as you want
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