Ignorance is not the only virtue we
have.
My generation knows the meaning of
"me".
We have grown fat and righteous
With a system that promises
time-release deodorants.
We have not bled very much,
Nor have we held ourselves
accountable.
It's tempting to believe we are
Just a mirror, reflecting another
mirror.
Before dismissing us entirely
Lets recognize that virtue and vice
Are not external realities,
Subject to review by a superior.
There is no overwhelming ethic,
Just process and superstition:
One is eternal
The other a choice of explanations.
If we can't eliminate our boundaries
Can we not stretch them a bit?
Love, hate, and wonders abound,
Even if they're all inside our
enclosure.
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