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The Incarcerated Word
What was created to expose,
now a fortress meant to hide
Bastions of higher learning,
masking havens safe for lies
Where discourse once was treasured,
the ivy droops and sighs
With comfort their true measure,
the dilettantes all cry
Plato is disgusted,
John Locke is more than riled
As a millennium of learning
is mocked in false denial
Students weak and wounded,
from those lessons never learned
Their tomorrow's but a doomsday,
their futures sure to burn
Those words were there to save them,
both the hated and revered
All truth in dialectics
-left abandoned by their fear
(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2016)
now a fortress meant to hide
Bastions of higher learning,
masking havens safe for lies
Where discourse once was treasured,
the ivy droops and sighs
With comfort their true measure,
the dilettantes all cry
Plato is disgusted,
John Locke is more than riled
As a millennium of learning
is mocked in false denial
Students weak and wounded,
from those lessons never learned
Their tomorrow's but a doomsday,
their futures sure to burn
Those words were there to save them,
both the hated and revered
All truth in dialectics
-left abandoned by their fear
(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2016)
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The Incarcerated Word
The Incarcerated Word