All Good Things Corrupted
By the people, for the people, To by the wealthy, for their power, Groups united to protect the weak, To defending criminals to collect more dues, Bright colors for artistic delight, To political displays of specific groups’ might, All good things, it seems, are corrupted. The energy keeping us safe and warm To powering all the weapons of war, Tools to understand the world around, To designer drugs corrupting your mind, The nature where we run and play, To a political weapon of green displays, Is there nothing good left unfouled
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Mental Journey
I am on a journey of the mind. Contemplating the universe on every scale, and doing a complete introspective exploration. I may never be a literary academic, but I share my humble thoughts in hope that they may inspire others.
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