To Decide Well Is Enough

where were wits when what witheld was wisdomless? In foolishness the nards were misinform,yet they cried for freedom in uniform. Should we title this act of foolishness as creativity or mediocrity? What an arrangement,the dead and the living in a morse allignment,living in desolent. Unequal were they not all born? The same government did not all mourn? Manifesto did you not all heard? Your leader did you not all choiced? Smiling at your good then,snoring at the next gen {generation}. Failure your underwear. Amazing are your blessings,contageous are your existing woed folk. IF YOU ARE BLIND,MUST YOUR LEADER BE BLIND?