Is It Poetry

Silver Star - 3,701 Points (1958 - / Bus-Boys And Poets, Washington D.C.)

Mob Mentality - Poem by Is It Poetry

In all of us rests the screaming voice.
The voice of some law not yet written.
Born of the dawn sky
of subsequent thought not yet bourne out.
After all,
would you allow your young children to dictate
what they will eat three times a day?

Yet ones educational background allows,
what new laws should be passed.
Trading off your hard won civil liberties,
for a false sense of secruity.
That none can really have.

Morality is what?
When none in the world.
Are really such as you.
Working such long hours, that you are truly
to tired to make the right choice.

Are we so caught up in the pain and sufferings,
of our fellow human beings.
The mob mentality
allows one to sake their thirst for revenge.
In the hateful quest for justice.
It is sacrosanct the leaning on of the mob mentality.


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Poem Submitted: Friday, July 5, 2013

Poem Edited: Thursday, July 18, 2013


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