Clarity for some,
Means with intent...
To do something done.
Proving this to be understood.
Only to receive,
What others believe...
Is their clarity.
Proving for them,
There is a reality,
From their point of view...
Will leave no one to misunderstand.
That a proving anything,
Without comprehension...
Can be an unending escalation,
Of an ignorance to invite.
More of it.
Not meant to ignite.
Yet intensifies with an unrelenting,
Stubbornness.
Proving this...
With a childish immaturity,
Clearly to reminisce it for what it is...
For the ones,
Repeatedly drying tears.
With this ultimately understood to understand,
The power of stupidity!
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