Five Stars

I could collaborate the minds 
All insightful conversations of great bullshit, 
But scrapping an unrecycleable admiration 
Amongst one's thoughts 
Of highly regarded peers; 
In caring less for proceedings of........ 
Flying knowledgeable knives 
Meant in attempts to amputate 
The unreal legs, 
Of men made a'words. 
.........Third party view 
Just another pair of shoes, 
Keeping, in around about mind 
Judging for.....and with 
Both sides point. 
..........Do you really think it better 
To know more than another, 
Not so sure it makes you dangerous 
But a danger to yourself; 
Damn, strongly flowing rivers 
Of belief bleeds, 
And if you think your made-up truths 
Will really set you free. 
I excuse the pompous expertise 
Accept your new heightened level of naive.