As the heart grows cold, <br />And the mind thrives in finding folds, <br />To find fault in every bold <br />definition of love, where then is the hope? <br />for you don't walk simple and gentle but do hop, <br />no rest anywhere for to faith you can's gallop. <br /> <br />Madness is that, what makes sense <br />Is released as non-sense by 'common sense' <br />the common 5 senses are at an offence <br />For detecting what that is natural for them <br />All in the name of education... <br /> <br />Education or folly?<br /><br />Wils Tsikhavi<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/education-or-folly/
