This is a poem I wrote a while back. It expresses my view of society's effect on people in this day and age.Illusions of happiness color in transparent vessels. to be colorless and content is perferredIllusions of worth an wealth decorate the hulls. I'd rather be poor and worthless to this market of hypocrites.Illusions of knowledge fill the cargo holds. Empty my holds and set me adrift.Illusions of prosperity fill the sails. Cut my sails to ribbons, and let me float in still water.Illusions of integrity are the nails holding the planks. Truth is the rope that binds my boughs.Illusions of security are anchors dropped at harbor. but an anchor made of foam secures no ship.Illusions of love drive the ships on routine trade routes. Real love plots a course through the unknown.Illusions are only influential if another drives your boat. So take your rightful seat behind the wheel, captian.The Bradford (100802)

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