A Call to Ignorance

A Call to Ignorance

  • Submitted By: lizafelix
  • Date Submitted: 02/19/2011 11:27 PM
  • Category: English
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A Call to Ignorance

Sex—a very familiar word, am I right? Yes, you! Yes, I am talking to you, Miss innocent-eyed teenage girl... Don’t turn your back on me, miss. I’m not here to make any harm but to educate you—to warn you, not as a stranger but as a concerned friend. It is your lose if you will turn around now. Just stay and trust me on this.
So, you have stayed. I bet you are ready now. Be patient for the following words that I will clearly pronounce will put you on the hot seat.
Years have past; I was also like you—too scared to take risks. I was just like you who tease and make a fool out of others about it like some kind of joke... Even too disgust to utter this word and too afraid of polluting our well-cleaned mouth. Do not play dumb. I know that you know what I mean. I tell you, never play safe. Just think of this: would you rather stay innocent? Or better yet, ignorant in this so called society? Well, think twice, my dear.
Stop, look and listen. Stop. Stop what you are doing and put your attention to what I am saying and what I am going to say. Look. Take a look at yourself or even buy a mirror for clearer view that you, miss innocent is no longer considered innocent at any point. Accept with no questions to ask! Listen. Listen to me because this is the truth, the naked truth that is highly needed for your mind and heart to learn. “But, I am too young?” Yes! I know that you are still young but not too young and I do not need that silly statement as an excuse. No one is excused with this serious matter, miss—no one! Can’t you hear a calling? It is screaming something—something that sounds like your name. Yes, your name! It is screaming your name! Lend your ears to what the call of ignorance wants you to hear. Can’t you see the truth? Unlock your eyes for you to see it—the real world. Do not isolate yourself from it. The real world is now here, knocking. No, not knocking but smashing your door, trying to wake you up from your fantasy...

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