A fraternity of lame,
bland individuals;
awash in a sea of ignorance,
stupidity and sycophantic conformity.
Uninteresting, immature children
with no personality to be seen.
Or, is it pretentiousness?
Is it a pious presumption,
a gnat in my mind,
an irresponsible assumption,
which holds these people
to an unreasonable standard?



This is a great poem, the rhetorical questions really force one to think. I love it!

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