We pleated our clothes
On the seats, we hated the most.
They utter the words of imbecility,
Harsh and ragged mentality.
This is extremely absurd!
It must be killed by its word.
Keen to perch on the huge mass,
Like a vulture tearing a feasting carcass.
Move from the tides of imbecility,
Don't let it drown you completely.
It is blind but older and wiser—
Yet too fragile to tolerate a liar.
The words of imbeciles—
Sharp and breakable like tiles.
Escape the solitude of its setting—
To attain what is right and breathing.
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Reinvention: A Comprehensive Metamorphosis Of A Young Adult (Anthology II)
PoetryHe found himself in an old lair, there, he reinvented and followed the dry trail.
