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A world in which we let ourselves get lost in, is one 
Stripping purity away layer by layer, it is one we do not notice
Until we realize who and what we were is a product of past
Dreams and wishes. We let ourselves get turned into drones
In order to pay our bills which Is normally stacked upon by 
Greed and self loathing,  trying to improve yourself to the
Medias standards by stacking falseities causing you to
Drain what made you you, into something so fake that
You cant even tell its not you.  We are told to vote for our
Next puppet to lead us,  distracting the simple for upwards
Of 4 years into thinking they are making a difference by 
Focusing on everything except ones self and their neighbours. We are lost. Including
Myself, wasting days and days upon social media reading
The same story of depression just with different names 
On a day to day. Murder here murder there, while we turn 
A blind eye to everyday enlightenment that constantly 
Throws itself at us. This poem may not take the form of a rhyme
But its something on my mind all the time,  so ill use this canvas
To alleviate the mind of a simpleton trying to remain pure
In this world of glass houses which we constantly cast stones 
Upon. The sad part is, almost no one will notice until 
We cast the last stone at the final glass wall and it comes shattering
Down with a generation of hate and discrimination. 

I will not quit, I will try my hardest to become enlightened 
And proceed onwards to enlighten. I will try my best to not
Waste each and every non guaranteed day. I will use these days
As a tool of attaining knowledge,  and I refuse to fall
Into this day to day drone creating system.
I am me. I am different. I will be enlightened.

-The Downed Jester

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