I know I was blessed with intelligence.
What have I done with it?
Ups and downs they abound.
Wins and losses but any lessons learned?
Guess knowledge does not equal wisdom.
Your mind is a room in which your consciousness bounces around.
Where is common ground?
Who agrees to disagree anymore?
It’s all conflict and disrespect.
I know not how to fix.
Like a roller coaster staring down the first drop.
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Author:
Keeter C (
Online)
- Published: October 1st, 2025 19:28
- Category: Unclassified
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