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This is my first poem after a 2-month-long Writer's Block episode D:
It might be a bit etchy, but I got down what I wanted to.
It might be a bit etchy, but I got down what I wanted to.
One of my acrostics
Filling this world up to its pores,
Are the biases that dwell in our minds.
Lies that are not totally false, yet
Shield us from the total truth; who is
Ever really safe from their influences?
Is it my fault? Or is it thanks to the
Memories left by those
Past experiences, that have me
Remember Muslims as
Extremists, Christians as
Self-absorbed bigots, atheists as those
Set out to bash my beliefs, or adults
Intent on instigating what I lack?
Out of all past relations, has
No one ever proved these views false? Never...
So how will I ever find the truth?
How can I be enlightened, or
Uncover the truth? How will I know what is
Real? Who will show me the difference, instead of
Telling me? Will you be the first?
Spoiler
Basically, these are some of the things I have been thinking about lately. If you disagree with some of what was said, good, for that is the point. Reviews are always welcome, but please be mature and don't let how much you hated it cloud the review so much that it becomes more like a rant(as that has happened many times in the past). Thank you!
God Bless.
God Bless.
