(A heads-up: this poem is for mature readers.)

Critical thinking

stuffed inside

basement barrels

by the serial killer inside the human skull, that

cuts off open arms of fair and balanced objective reasoning,

cuts out the heart of empathetic, unselfish, non-controlling motives,

strangles the throat, and stabs the eyes, of public discourse that have

the widest, most informed viewpoint.

Before cutting up and slicing up Critical Thinking, this serial killer

beats up, tortures and rapes the Good it cannot comprehend.

This killer is everywhere and anywhere.
Males and females, of any age, married or not, inside and outside gated communities. Inside the US presidential Oval Office, in bedrooms, on public and private roads, inside churches, universities, police stations, and all airports, schools, libraries. And inside self-serving corporations.

You name it. The killer is there. Wherever humans walk, run, sit, stand up and lay down. The killer called Nonconscious Death Anxiety is there.
This killer of Critical Thinking is right where you are now.

©️February Much Love, Deb Poems

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