Thursday, January 20, 2011

What's Wrong With Most People

What's the use in knowing,
The facts about everything,
If all you're going to do,
Is spew them at me?

Give me some kind of context,
To give a window into your soul,
To understand how you organize the world,
Because, so far, I just don't know,

Unless you really have no opinion,
Or no moral compass,
Other than one that points at money,
And its ever-changingness.

I mean, I think you're alright,
And I'll certainly see you again,
But I will never trust you have my back,
On any excursion.

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