Ignorance is bliss.

“Ignorance is bliss”… I heard the speaker say.
Ignorance allows us all to do all things our way.
It allows a shouting fury…
While others need their rest.
It allows the strong to bully…
The weakest in the nest.
It allows the brave to travel…
Where most of us would not.
It allows for you to relax in peace…
With memories best forgot.
It allows for screaming laughter…
While others sit and mourn.
It allows for you to look your best…
While all around is torn.
“Ignorance is bliss”… that’s what the speaker said…
So ignorant is what I’ll be…
Until the day I’m dead!

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