Fuck the muck and mire
trying to smother
our creative fire
beneath the cynical drizzle
of oppressive negativity
A candle in the boggy swamp
yields a muffled light
always in danger
of being extinguished
if we are not vigilant
to this less than conducive
thought climate environment
For if we were to lose
this delicate
flickering flame
think how lost we will be
Wandering aimlessly
in the suffocating quagmire
of the new Dark Ages
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