It hurts my head
when I think on what you say.
It hurts my head
to process this much insipidness…
Why dim the light of other’s minds
with your fog of words?
And you go on…
Saying how everything should be
with such finality…
What purpose is there to everything?
If everything were as you saw it…
Where is the room for discovery?
You, who speak with such authority…
You speak of progress and modernity
Yet, the words you spew are rife with your isms.
When you speak of past times,
what you put on display
is your lack of understanding and abundance of ignorance…