There is nothing
More sad
Than a brilliant mind
That doesn't know
How to think
For itself
A mind
That is so
Brainwashed
That it can't
Even have
An opinion
Until someone
Plants one
In their head
A peaceful soul
That is only hateful
Because to be so
Is what they
Have always
Been told
I do not hate
Those people
Though
Most would
Expect me too
Based on their hatred
But no
I do not hate them
I feel sorry for them
I weep for them
Because they are
Missing out
On so much
And they are never
Even given
A chance
To know it