I hate that we live in an age
where everything is the
raw ingredients of knowledge
and anything can and shall
be studied
Knowing everyday we are not an
authority even
on the mundane aspects of our
everyday lives the
human soul
Shall be known it
Shall be infiltrated and it
Shall be destroyed
in our own hands
as we are watching
A collection of poems and musings by a rookie poet and constant dreamer - J.O.S.H
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