Converse With Me [r] Poem by Margaret Alice Second

Converse With Me [r]



The reason for my unhappiness is ‘Orwellian
Crimestop' practiced by my ethical colleagues
enjoying the protective stupidity of deciding to
accept everything taught by propaganda and
brainwashing while I'm a sceptic, too curious
to believe just anything: there's only 1 kind of
truth, intersubjective consensus & it changes
with political expediency, Belief IS the logical

Basis for the self-created reality we live in and
since the culture & religion I was born in used
religion to propagate hatred & racism, it's clear
gods are created by humanity's desire for any-
thing that furthers selfish interest, this train of
thought is ignored by those who blindly follow
leaders taking their power & freedom away,
brilliant minds are flat and one-dimensional

Refusing to look at alternatives to the current
paradigm, safely ensconced in this protective
stupidity - the sad thing is they are bored and
repelled by seemingly apostate thinking - they
live passionately according to the categorical
imperatives of working hard, so wonderful to
see - the only problem is that nobody ever
wants to converse with me…

Tuesday, November 15, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: ethics ,feelings,philosophy
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