Ignorance Poem by Dante' Camerlengo

Ignorance



Ignorance is the cognitive thistle
That impedes the minds forward progression.
Sharp is the crafted, finely skilled sickle
That cuts, with great ease, paths of emotions;
Thus, our hearts can amble along in stride,
Our souls wander in any direction,
We bare ourselves naked, nowhere to hide.

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