#EduSonnet On Discourse

Perhaps this conversation is misplaced,
And words are squandered, twisted out of shape.
Progressive and tradition now disgraced;
A dance macabre from which they can’t escape.
These tortured yin and yang both rooted in
The same historic fractured, tainted ground,
Where myths of freedom, myths of discipline
Become the prattling, clanking background sound.
And all are blind and deaf amidst the din,
Unwilling or unable to discern,
The biggest, darkest, clearest stubborn sin
Is when debating has no place to turn.
The greatest strength that one can ever find,
Must be to welcome challenges of mind.


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