Tuesday Night Post # 2-26

The Infectious,

I would like to take just a moment to recognize the many brilliant minds that have fallen.  Precisely this moment is for the onesthat were chopped low before that brilliance could be seen.  Seen by others or seen by the ones thatwere born with a different view, a proper view.

-DBL

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AsNatural as Walking

There is no way to destroy a Force that has but one direction

A direction that is a different form of Consumption

This definition is one forgotten and is more human than we will remember

Error are the ways of present thought

Weaponized for ill

Chosen are the ones built to fail

Severed are the ones hailed as agitators

Sneak the sliding hand

Send it low

Channeled low into a deep valley

Dark

Deep

Light don’t shine in tinted windows

Imagination cannot fly with bars on squares

Put them on a bus to a place where they are forgotten

Let the children see that the exercise to think will only follow with distraction

Starve the child of thoughts renowned let them boast their sickened frowns

These children you took would be the anchors

A brilliant light reflected low for the rest to follow

Burn the end in the morning

Drink the thought in the evening

In a box they will learn

You are mistaken if you think this is
a comment on the present educational system

There exist a place where even you are unfamiliar

A box set aside for the young to rot or fall inside

Self reflected they become dejected

Waiting to be passed from one failure to another

A radiant mind would only find consuming ways to self destroy

This is for the ones that knew before they were broken

There are better answers

Than the ones we hold as tokens

For you the few that Consumed every ounce of satisfaction

That this world is a puzzling sensation

For every question you felt there was an answer

For every point you turned to get it

You found a greater sense that it was out there

All you got was strange reactions

For the moment when you forgot to remember to care

For the moment you died and you cared for no affair

You still had a chance

You left the next a reason to fear a brilliant rant

I won’t forget you child

Your sense of wonder

A simple question brave

For you we fight this plague that
We still try to evade