This is a Beginning

The darkest corners
Get pushed further away
As the room grows bigger,
Yet they are still there,
And they are growing as well.
Is there not blood on the hand
Which will not exhume the corpse
To find the answers,
For fear the murderer is yourself?
There are reasons why we are taught
Not to ask these questions.
It is not because the questions are unanswerable
But because the truth is too horrific to reveal.
So I ask you
"Should we coast through the program with what we were given,
Without asking how it was obtained?"
Or should we pass down the question
To our children.
This dire inheritance
Growing with each generation.