Treasure Island

Is It Poetry

(1958 - / Bus-Boys And Poets, Washington D.C.)

........... My Friend Ignorance


O' sire, I would hear the details of your friends ignorance.
Knowing no end,
my beginings at the hands of the good.
And my sad behaviour,
it never was always guided by that which they hated.
Every wrong without thinking that was right.
Ignorance left alone,
commits everyone to their new found infamy sooner in the world.
As a result of my ignorance,
I have found the bottom through every layer of hell.
The rocky sides, deep inside the slippery well.
Ignorance was my springboard to misery.
Through my ignorance,
I endured one more that last ordeal, unknown my last danger.

Submitted: Friday, March 28, 2014
Edited: Friday, April 04, 2014

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