By Andrew Moravick
Cut me and you alike and see
No difference in blood’s hue.
Live not on same air does me
As air taken and tasted by you?
Down to matter unmake us might
All our parts be compared,
No difference sensed by sight
Nor science if with paired.
Potential same have not our minds
To find pleasure in our thought,
Intellectual joy to our beings bind
From knowledge we have sought?
So why may I have pleasure profound
In an intellectual instance,
When from you wails of agony resound
In your deprived existence?
Deny of course you do your pain
Of the pleasure left un-enjoyed.
Seeking other outlets till all that remain
Is the only joy left unemployed.
So waste no time to your mind wake
From ignorance’s intolerable sleep.
Lessons of life neglect never to take
So stupidity into your mind may not creep.
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