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Friday, April 30, 2010

Intellectual Army


We bring others into the world to say we've accomplished.
Ten fingers and ten toes, unaware of the sorrows never to be abolished.

Influences from days of birth reign relevant until not.
Thrown into the fire, left to boil without a pot.

Those older, supposedly wiser, seek guidance from above.
Those younger, innocent in the mind, know nothing but unconditional love.

Without knowledge of HATE, HATE does not exist.
Words keep flowing as long as intelligence persist.

The often-glorified college is nothing but High School with dorms
Infested with young minds straying away from social norms

While conforming might be adolescent Kryptonite
Every dorm room on every floor reeks of sex and beer tonight.

We might think we're so different, yet we're remarkably the same
We've all payed the same entrance fee, now we're just waiting for the start of the game

GIVE US FOUR YEARS OF YOUR LIFE, at the end you get a diploma in a frame
"DO I GET A JOB?" the college kid ask

Silly member of the Intellectual Army, you must be INSANE

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