Ignorance was bork at the burning of a heretic.
She swept the land like Pokemon and Pet Rocks,
a rabid craze that made mouths foam.
She overturned walls of enlightened thought,
letting Paranoia reap upon the wasted,
twin deadly powers of group mentality,
self-eating snakes of justifiable cause.
They live in every burning cross,
in every tainted bowl of punch,
in every conforming believer.
These sisters of de-individualization,
they live in you and me.
