He is not himself to the world
He is what people expect him to be,
Being a person that is a photocopy
Of a prototype of societies specifications.
Society has evolved in such a way
That every participant is measured,
Weighed and weighted
Against a chart that years ago
Would be thought absurd-
In the extreme.
One should wear this,
Act like that
And speak in such a manner
She decrees, she being society
And society´s muscle coming
From people who hold power
Of the influential and material
Means, only without a thought
Of the ramifications of such rules
And choices of deportment.
A person can only be mindless
To a moment in time
Where freewill emerges
And attacks all that he knows
And starts setting new boundaries,
New wants and listens
To the needs of the individual.
These few who go the mile full
And not just a meter within
Society’s restrictions are criticized
And excluded; ignored and prejudiced.
He has had enough of following the flow,
Being told where to be
And how to get there.
He dresses to suit his frame of mind
For each specific day.
Being his choice black or such
For darkness, contrast and control.
He feels powerful in his choice
And accepting of her treatment
Of him in the future.
She will pressure him and hurt him
With barbs of poison sweetly coated
In suggestive comments and finely
Veiled sneers when he is still within earshot.
He will be tempted to return to her
And be normal on many an occasion
But even if he did she will still remember
And remind him of his errant ways.
If he is as strong as his soul suggests
He will hold onto what he is
And express it to the world;
Working around obstacles that will appear
Due to the ignorance of others
Because of their trust in her.
But he who lives well with himself
In the way he wants,
When his days are at a close;
Spears a light through her
And starts her transformation
Of acceptance and change
To welcome and include
Others like him.
If she is not careful he will overpower her
And become her
Leaving her to battle as he has done
To regain a balance that benefits
Both of them-
But that is impossible;
Yet he will always argue
That impossible is nothing.
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