Quickly Assessed To Suspect
If one's intelligence was a defense used against,
The strangle hold of an increasing ignorance...
And events associated to its prominence.
To end with a smothering of common sense.
Then why has it been an exorbitant expense,
To convince...
That the education one has is a vital benefit.
Especially today when many are offended,
By anyone with a thought process...
Confessing an expertise easily to connect dots.
Confusing many to address without that ability.
And once this is admitted with a proof that is served,
That person becomes quickly assessed to suspect...
As a threatening nonconformist to be watched and observed.
'Do you mind passing me more BS, please?
The taste of it is so fresh.
Is it 'never' out of season?
Or does that depend on its presentation...
And the supply and demand for its need? '
I have not a clue.
But it is delicious, isn't it?
'Yes.
Is there more? '
As much of it as you would like.
Light, mild or spicy!
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Infestation Of Getting 'High' On Education
The increasing costs of one's higher education,
Provides 'what' as a guarantee?
Intelligence?
Common sense?
An ability to know the difference between...
Being accountable and responsible?
Competent 'with' integrity?
Does the increasing costs of one's education,
Automatically bestow pride...
And identity?
Or is one paying to network nonsense?
To ensure more of it becomes obvious as seen.
And we all benefit by the process of this...
Infestation of getting 'high' on education and not deeds.
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With A Catering Done
Education will always be a deficient process,
As long as people are offended...
By anyone expressing intelligence.
And when the raising of children,
Isn't done by adults with a goal to increase...
Perceptions to connect a comprehending growth,
Shown that is released.
People become defensive when in the presence,
Of one who has experience to share.
And instead of being respectful with a listening...
One's biasness takes over.
And a critiquing diminishing from them begins.
With that as the awareness there to be given.
Education will always be a deficient process,
As long as people are offended...
By anyone expressing intelligence.
And when the raising of children,
Isn't done by adults.
With a catering done to an ignorance as a result...
An encouragement of mediocrity flourishes without end.
'So what is the ultimate solution? '
Something that will remove biased attitudes.
With an implementation in everyone's mind...
To find reasons to respect with a leaving them colorblind.
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Disturbed By the Process
What a convenience it is,
Not to think!
Or be disturbed by the process of thought!
I use to believe,
A request to be left alone...
Once admitted,
Should be respected.
Or that person left alone,
As requested.
Not thought of as a conquest!
Today?
People have no sense of 'self'.
With a choice to defend their ignorance.
Like a mob...
Choosing to tar and feather someone,
If that person declares a wish
To be from them dismissed!
This creates tensions that become animalistic.
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To Circumvent What It Is Done They Do
To do what one loves,
Becomes one's evidence...
In the doing.
Not as proof to convince,
But as a love one does.
And with a doing of it not to mention.
As observed...
People who do what they love,
Do not do it for the attention.
Then there are those who make speeches,
At social events where pretentions are invited.
And there they are...
To make unsolicited announcements,
As to what they did to do or will be done...
To show nothing accomplished.
To anyone.
But the ability to embellish is there to relish.
And people like this should not be faulted,
For what it is they most address as a love...
To do and get.
Since...
For them it is the getting of attention.
To circumvent what it is done they do best.
With that proof shown to anyone,
Who has sat long enough to listen until numbed.
And sometimes with impatience done to give.
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Repeat...
Repeat...
If there is no serenity being received,
In the divinity being preached...
To you in such excess.
Something is missing,
From the listening process.
There are too many claiming,
To have this access that's exchanged.
Observed is a continuance...
Increasing a confusing mess that's gained.
Whatever is being confessed,
In these 'obsessions' one has and receives...
Where are the blessings being bestowed,
To spread from these 'sessions'
Digested and professed
When congregations
Disperse and leave.
Repeat...
If there is no serenity being received,
In the divinity being preached.
Many are not about in an outreach,
From the preachings observed...
Heard and 'suppose' to teach!
Leaving after being 'served'
With a 'wholesomeness' from these 'cliques'.
Are people who are full of themselves,
Making it apparent...
They are nothing more than hypocrites!
Repeat...
If there is no serenity being received,
In the divinity being preached...
To you in such excess.
Something is missing,
From the listening process.
There are too many claiming,
To have this access that's exchanged.
Observed is a continuance...
Increasing a confusing mess that's gained.
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To Keep Up With the Times
It does not mean because I express an ignorance...
It is not fresh.
I pride myself on expressing the freshest of ignorance,
I can deliver!
And make it available.
I do not want to disappoint anyone with claims,
That I am not doing my best,
To keep up with the times.
And 'that' seems to be the main attraction.
With a marketing campaign to legalize it as a sport!
And if it is ignorance that is collectively expressed...
Why would I want to be left behind and isolated,
With a mind that seeks to express an intelligence?
I can always pretend to have that.
Just like everyone else does.
With or without common sense!
And today...
Ignorance with diversity,
Is readily accepted!
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None Of It Is Camouflaged
No one as of yet,
Declared a war against ignorance.
And that is where the real terror lies.
It is blatant all over the place.
And none of it is camouflaged.
Nor is it hiding or in disguise.
'How dangerous is it? '
If by now you have not recognized it...
You have already been victimized.
Consider yourself in total acceptance.
One who is led to quickly believe.
Easily deceived.
And offended by thought, common sense...
Or time spent comprehending the meaning of things.
'What are you trying to say,
I'm stupid? '
No.
Just blind.
And it is difficult to determine,
If that is your choice.
That's why I 'suggest'...
We protest our rights,
To fight the wrong wars.
And subject ourselves not to see,
What is not to our convenience or quick to access...
If not to our benefit or interest.
'Are you referring to those sweat shops? '
NO!
But I am amazed you brought that up.
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Churning With Conflicts
There is an ignorance pervading,
Here to convince...
It's part of common sense.
An ignorance marketed and sold on all fronts,
To diminsh the mind with pointless events.
Intelligence offends,
The urban corridors.
Illiteracy is defended by the shallow!
And supported even more,
By those who have closed their doors...
To the poor we all pay for!
There is an acceptance in a decadence...
Defining a quality of life!
There is a blind eye turned on lessons learned.
And a pattern of strife...
Implemented by those with secrets
To keep this depleted way of life,
Churning with conflicts we are forced to fight!
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Unified By Their Nonsense Making
When people become offended,
By someone expressing an identity...
There is an acceptance of an unconsciousness,
That has become collectively defended,
By overwhelming ignorance.
And no one has to go to a mall,
To shop for the proof of the evidence.
A blindness is preferred by those following,
As if addicted sheep...
Down a road where the process of thinking,
Independently or not...
Is regarded as a threat to those easily upset,
By those they overhear communicating...
With a maturity expressed.
And not a sign of an argument building up,
Between them addressed with...
The spewing of cuss words heard.
This is a dangerous environment,
For anyone with intelligence to live in!
People with intelligence are suspicious,
Of making attempts to be 'better'...
Than everyone else.
Especially those,
Who prefer to live their lives...
Down to Earth and as foolishly as possible.
When people become offended,
By someone expressing an identity...
As a choice of one attempting to think,
With common sense...
Is not a recommendation,
For anyone choosing to separate themselves...
With a maturity,
From this kind of accepted behavior...
Chosen by those unified by their nonsense making,
And faithfully tied to rituals...
They neither understand nor respect with depth.
'If it was good enough for my mama and her mama...
And those 'mamas' known before that,
Well...
It is good enough for me!
And I will take that with two hamhocks,
Yams dripping with butter and gravy smothered chops.'
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Too Complex To Implement
If common sense was a commodity easily purchased,
Would it still be kept overflowing in supply...
As is requested?
But...
Having no demand thought to be effective.
Since the use and need for it,
Seems too complex to implement an acceptance.
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Thought And Intelligence
Unfortunately,
One's intelligence used as a means...
To prove a respecting of a thought process,
Would one day catch on as popular to manifest...
Has fizzled quicker than popcorn thrown to pigeons.
A society debating the importance of education...
But not employing the effects of prioritizing its benefits,
Leaves those with high expectations conflicted and confused.
Especially when those who express thought and intelligence,
Are mentally abused and 'accused' of 'thinking' they are 'smart'.
In fact,
There are more people encouraging the act of cheating today...
Just to prove being competent does not require common sense.
Not if the goal is to be seen as successful with abilities to impress.
Unfortunately,
One's intelligence used as a means...
To prove a respecting of a thought process,
Would one day catch on as popular to manifest...
Has fizzled quicker than popcorn thrown to pigeons.
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When Something Said Might Make Sense
Two things I have learned not to do!
Give an opinion even if asked.
Or express my beliefs,
To family members who have not a clue...
What it is I do, when it gets done.
Or can connect an aging process,
With experience.
At least,
Not as being factors to one's maturity and wisdom.
I've learned,
Whether relatives or not or just friends...
People become easily offended,
When something said might make sense.
And has credibility!
Especially in times,
When many minds are on prolonged vacations.
And some are stuck in Summer.
Without a Spring, Fall or Winter to recall.
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Observed and Watched
No probing done to unearth artifacts,
Will begin to scratch the surface...
Of the thought process of anyone.
Or is the measuring of one's brain,
Going to reveal the extent of one's brilliance.
Or lack of integrity.
Will having a college degree,
Determine's one ability to steal?
Lie or cheat.
Can someone seen picking up cans,
Off a city street...
Be a genius.
Are there more scholars that are poor...
And living in ghettos?
Why do those who 'appear' to be enriched with means,
Are those who did not participate in the acquiring of them...
At all!
Those of 'hand-me-down' status.
Of wealth. resources...
Socialite insecurities.
Those who have made countries poor...
For the sake of maintaining their 'interests'.
No probing done to unearth artifacts,
Will begin to scratch the surface...
Of the thought process of anyone.
Or is the measuring of one's brain,
Going to reveal the extent of one's brilliance.
Or lack of integrity.
Or...
Will those concerns all of us should have for humanity,
Come as priorities to address in someone's head.
Mother Nature knows where everything of 'hers' should fit!
Which of her inhabitants are of intelligence...
And those who are clearly exposed as misfits!
No suit or tie or ballroom gown can disguise this.
And incompetence that rises to the top...
Will begin to show its destructive power.
As observed and watched!
'Isn't that the same thing?
To observe is to watch.
Isn't it? '
~Welllllll...yeeeeeaaassss,
And no!
The act of observing,
Does not necessarily imply a process of examination...
Goes on.
And...
Done it is conducted,
With less discrimination to obstruct.
However,
When one is into the 'art' of watching...
One takes a comprehension stance.
One may adopt this as a project.
To confirm beliefs!
There is something that will be learned from it!
Something that will be digested.
To sink into the mind...
Eventually.
NOW...
As to who's expense the watching done,
Will benefit?
That depends on who believes deceit pays dividends!
AND...
From the watcher's findings,
These dividends do not have long range satisfactions.
No!
In fact...
Many are left to suffer the consequences of their ways!
Crime does not pay.
It just delays the heat turned up on a burning butt.~
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A Reluctance To Comprehend Basic Concepts
To express ignorance these days,
Is not suggested...
For someone equipped with common sense,
And accessible intelligence.
The kind expressed and understood.
Anyone focused on speaking above one's head,
Has already shown a reluctance to comprehend...
Basic concepts.
And that is revealed the moment their mouths open,
With the first word spoken to impress.
And the words that follow next,
Are remarkably more hollow.
With nothing to digest from the emptiness.
And disconnected is the mind from the lips.
As observed by anyone's eyes consciously witnessing this.
To express ignorance these days,
Is not suggested...
For someone equipped with common sense,
And accessible intelligence.
The kind expressed and understood.
But then again...
To do this and not offend.
And be able to fit in without attracting attention,
Is a gift that comes with unlimited potential!
And one that is given with blessings,
That amazingly goes unnoticed!
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A Child In Denial Is Easily Observed
The best way to combat ignorance,
Is to understand the definition.
To not comprehend it,
Ensures a lifetime of conflict.
And a child in denial is easily observed,
Defending what is thought not to be seen.
To become offended and argumentative.
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Monitored By Psychopaths
Can it be those days ahead for us to come,
Will be monitored by psychopaths.
And those displaying any mental stability,
Will become imprisoned based upon suspicion...
Of having a thought process that threatens,
The technology of updated surveillance equipment.
And having been accused to care less,
Who has observed them daring to be peaceful.
AND with a happiness they only address.
'You were observed daring to be peaceful.
AND expressing happiness.
What is your defense? '
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Everybody Can
Everybody can feel satisfied
He needs not to have lied
Trust even if expectations are bellied
As you had blindly relied
You need not have special qualification
To know the problem with root cause and question
It is sense of common knowledge
That may mature even before age
Education provide little edge
Individual may have leverage
Other things may rest on how you manage
As everything is new to be written on page
It is sheer ability and firm resolve
That makes task easy to solve
One may clearly see through the object
Success may be there as matter of fact
Love to work even if you are short of experience
The intelligence can be categorized with variance
Nobody can claim it merely on having expertise
It rests finally on the ability to materialize
Even uneducated and illiterate fair better
They achieve it by working together
Take the support of known persons
And show to the world with strong reasons
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What Is Needed Most Right Now
'That number multiplied by itself
Is no further than the previous number
Added to it!
5x5=25
6x6=36
Five plus six is eleven, right?
Add eleven onto 25 and you have 6x6!
Or subtract eleven from 36 and you will have 25! '
Why isn't mathematics taught that way?
In our schools?
'It would start an avalanche of thinkers...
And what is needed most right now,
Is a supply of more gullible people!
And 'that' we seem to be losing ground on.
That is becoming low in supply...
And ignorance spreads like wild fire!
Why?
We wonder.
WHO is subduing the process of thought?
They are 'not' doing a good job at that at all!
'Thinking Stinks'
And that is the message we want to send!
Critical thinking is not in demand.
We must create fresh beliefs
Before we lose the land! '
Good luck...
You lost me with this one!
Wake me up for recess!
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Out Of Control
No offense!
But defense mechanisms,
Have yet to be invented.
When stupid people,
Exhibit an excessive stupidity...
Consistent with ignorance,
That numbs the common sense...
Of anyone holding onto beliefs,
There is not an epidemic...
That has arrived and secretly released.
CAUTION!
Something we can not see,
Affects us as we breathe toxins in the air.
Many are dismissing this,
As if this is a fashion statement.
Something on the scene that attracts all human beings.
With no reprieve!
Like infectious laughter.
Quit!
And examine this for what it is.
A passing fad this isn't.
This...
Is becoming accepted behavior.
This...
Has potential to craze and manipulate.
This...
Is madness personified.
This...
Is more threatening,
Than identified terrorists...
Said to be at our doorsteps.
Operating from distant shores...
To impose themselves upon our interests.
This...
Is a reflection,
Of what has been tolerated.
This...
Is not a passing sickness.
With a cure to be announced...
Between sexual aids marketed on TV.
This...
Is a disease that is spreading.
And out,
Of control...
It is!
No offense!
But defense mechanisms,
Have yet to be invented.
Stupidity it is!
And out,
Of control.
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Offshore Assets
If the health and welfare of the people are ignored,
As is!
At the expense of increasing entitlements few get.
With a defending of them no one can afford.
Although people are teased by the taste of it!
And everyone agrees,
Exorbitant expenditures have to be decreased.
But...
At Who's interest is the continued squeezing,
Of the pockets from those already in need...
Pleasing?
Those selected to be chosen to defend themselves?
Against the onslaught of reality others too blind to see?
And any exposure of this revealed,
Will become the biggest threat yet...
To those who have pocketed their illegal and hidden,
Offshore assets?
And hoping Batman will divert attention away,
From what is kept secretly protected?
'Oh humbug and fiddlesticks! '
Right scene.
Wrong season!
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