Innocent Freedom, Wisest Misery

Poem about the whole "ignorance is bliss" concept.

All mediocre minds dismiss
The things not understood;
Ignorance lives in pure bliss,
Viewing only the good.

The optimist could never see
The dark side eye to eye;
And never from his lungs does flee
A grunt groan gasp or sigh.

Above average minds embrace
The things they comprehend;
Living life sans bliss or grace,
Viewing the evils within.

The pessimist could never see
The bright side eye to eye,
And on his breath will always be
A grunt groan gasp or sigh.