Academia blocks real knowledge,
Native Peoples will attest
So many wrappings covering their lies,
each field does then arrest
With logic and ethics pointing the way,
their path leads further down
Young minds abandoned, thoughts astray,
pontificates espouse
Academia buries the truth
then wears it like a crown
Claiming it only for itself,
its charlatans abound
Attacking all others points of view
with ink to cut and maim
Touting themselves, they flounder and drift
—a victim of their game
(Villanova Pennsylvania: February,2019)
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