Next time

There's nothing pretty about ignorance,
not even the oblivion or obtuseness 
What's ignored is only the actions 
of those who act upon the voices

Next time we must let it be known to all
that 'different' is not synonymous with 'bad'
and you can't wish something will just go away
because there's people out there getting hurt

Next time must we really strive for perfection?
dam- it, I don't really want to assimilate
and neither do they because they're fine the way they are
and so we have to destroy this abyss
in which we are not the living epitome of humanity

The End

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