"Idiot!"
"Fool!"
"Stupid!"
"Bitch!"
"Moron!"
The words spill out like the waterfalls.
They never stay at the galaxy's edge,
for they always surpass it.
"Imbecile!"
"Dimwit!"
You say those words,
Like they can be used as a truth.
A solid fact.
Now pause.
Grab those words and hold them,
Think for a pin's drop moment.
Can one use them as the concrete answer?
The answer for their own questions,
A solution to the inquiries of others?
The truly valid one?
You remain speechless.
Incomprehensible mutterings jumble,
What are you saying now?
Truth is an interesting concept.
People abuse it,
Twist it around often,
From the existence of human kind.
But even more so in the horrid modern days.
What we now view as truth
Is actually opinion.
No one is correct
When they call another "stupid".
There is no justification for harassing another
Just because they're an "idiot".
Oh look,
A person disagrees with you.
Has a different point of view.
Shove them into the box labeled "Imbecile".
Hey spectator,
A person comes from a place you hate.
Push them into the carton named "idiot".
What madness have you presented?
Humans
Have two motors
Heart
And
Mind.
However
.
.
.
How sad
.
.
.
They let emotions block out logic.
The person residing next to them is tainted.
It continues to spread.
No one is left pure.
The banter rages on.
Forever expanding.
YOU ARE READING
Randomly Thrift Through the World
PoesíaThis is a collection of poetry that I write. Some of the poems are/will also be on my DeviantArt page, NinjaPrincess360. Some of the themes will be dark, horrifying, etc. and are mature. Basically, viewer discretion advised. You have been warned. E...
