What Makes Sense

Swimming in a sea,
Of bold incompetance, 
Hoping to be, 
More than a nuisence. 

Finding out now,
That people never care,
They will always bow,
To those who claim to be fair. 

Now I see,
That there is a fence,
Between me, 
And what makes sense.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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