In defense of ignorance.
Who can not say,
They once embraced ignorance...
Or some form of it to know it well.
To find it safe and comforting.
With it wanted around them to dwell.
Who can not admit to say,
Ignorance had been their choice...
To choose to voice a protecting of it.
With offensive indignation on display.
When their senses lost to a heated argument,
Had been brought to their attention.
Who can not say,
They faced embarrassment...
When they discovered having an ignorance,
Meant not understanding...
What a listening with patience,
To comprehend what had been misunderstood.
'Oh.
I'm sorry.
I didn't know.
I apologize.'
And who can not say,
There were days they had...
When patience and tolerance to have,
With it given to someone else...
Was not respected yet expectations were kept,
That an ignorance shown should be accepted?
Who...
Whether thought to be ignorant,
Or highly intelligent...
Has not experienced,
Their days to have been made a fool?
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