His eyes shut to the reality of life
He made his blurred belief his nationality
He called it spirituality
And it struck his sanity
He would rather walk in his own dark thoughts
And push the lamp of knowledge
He would rather eat from the pot of pride
Than admit that the pot is broken
He has embraced negligence
And forgot the father of intelligence has his arms spread wide
Acquaints with arrogance
I'll send my condolence.
Tributes to him
Give me a candle that I might forget him
His ashes I'll throw away
So I thought but I thought wrong
He is still the same person blinded by the hater of mankind - Ignorance
Author's note
The last verse of this poem was my contribution to a complete the poem thread which I participated in on twitter.
Few weeks after I thought it would be nice if I actually completed it on my own. And here is what I came up with.
Some day on this app I hope I'll be able to to something like this using the comment section.
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