The Discreet world

Ignorance is bliss

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Is there a book I can read, about how the world works in discreet

or is there a version I can stream, for people are not what they seem

be careful what you read and what you see, the social media is a rolling stream

the leaders have their own agendas, true mentors are few to none

they preach to you what they want you to learn but what if they have been manipulated by the system as well

every man is standing alone, fighting his/her own battle

the news headlines are filled with hunger, poverty, atrocities and violence against women, children and the elderly

the floods have drowned all sorrows, only to lead to a string of new ones

is there no place for the over carers, the overthinkers

lost are we in the modern world, technology has enslaved us you see

riddled with a lot more questions than answers, which path to follow, diversions are all I see

the journey is a lot more difficult than I first presumed

don’t see, don’t speak, don’t hear, don’t do — any evil

four wise Japanese monkeys, Mizaru, Kikazaru, Iwazaru and Shizaru, encrypted the formula for peace ages ago, you see

the world, unfortunately, decrypted the ancient wisdom as: don’t see, don’t speak, don’t hear, don’t do — anything against evil

there is true bliss in ignorance, after all, I see

live in denial, maybe you will live happily in the moment atleast , you see

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A dreamer, a believer, a visionary, serpenting my way through the whirlwinds of life. Here to Razzle and bedazzle You~2 X Top writer in Poetry

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Dazzling Shene

Dazzling Shene

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A dreamer, a believer, a visionary, serpenting my way through the whirlwinds of life. Here to Razzle and bedazzle You~2 X Top writer in Poetry