Smogged

I'm glad I no longer feel obligated,
To defend ignorance.
Or uphold honor for someone,
Disgraced by their own abilities to deceive.
I'm glad I've been relieved of those duties.
But somehow I am still imprisoned...
By the affects of the implementation,
That appears to have smogged the horizon.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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