Ignorance is Bliss they say
Never wanting to know
So they blink and rush to follow
The words of others and their lies
Never taking the time to learn
Shortcuts seem to save the effort
As beliefs crumble to dust
Taking everything with them
Self proclaimed pundits
Full of falsehoods and lies
Lead the parade to the edge
Where no one comes back
Stoic Poetry
Through The Cracked Window (Revisited) 