oh i know what they say…

few dreams will come true
so you could abandon your dreams
but what if your dreams
are the ones destined to be 
and you let them go too soon

 

 

there’s something wrong…

when we don’t fit in
we’re seen as having problems
convinced to believe
that there’s a cure for different
so we pursue an array
of promissory treatments 
all pavlovian
designed to make us conform
to society’s
cast of what our life should be
so sameness is rewarded
but being different’s punished
love will be withheld
confirming there’s something wrong
thus posing questions
of one’s sanity and worth
but there’s really no known cure
for being a unique soul
in difficult times
unique souls are our leaders
but when fear subsides
different becomes what’s feared
so the only thing that’s wrong
is what’s called conformity

 

 

all merely players….

most go through their lives
following a prepared script
then come the last lines
with surprise the last act’s read
though now they want to ad lib
lines must be read as written

 

 

 

a dare…

walk close to the edge
challenge the winds that push you
toward conformity’s crevasse

 

possessed…

invaded soul
social judgments seep within
such silent entry
you do not know who you are
where you begin and they end

 

submerged…

when
insanity
has fostered
a drowning attempt
you
finally find
that you can
no longer
hold your breath
and
who you are
erupts
from the depths
of society’s calm waters
your
outstretched arms
casting a rainbow
of emotions
above
the foul waters
of conformity
all the while
you’re
gasping for what
you’ve denied
yourself
all these years
the fresh air
of creativity
and
honest expressions
with open eyes
you see
the true
promised land

self-portrait….

steely nails
of history
bind together
the oaken frame
of conformity
that holds
your self-portrait
a portrait
painted on
a faded canvas
of self-reliance
and
creativity
a carefully crafted
image
you made
while staring
at yourself
in society’s carnival mirror
and yet
you wonder
why
you cannot
recall
the face
that has been
framed

a structured settlement…

digital decoupage of google images

please
do not
mark
outside the box
also
remember
to put your
last name
first
and
your first name
last
under
no
circumstance
should you
use anything other than
a number two pencil
failure
to conform
to these
and
other
socially
accepted ways
of thinking
will of course
result in
a rejection
of your
request
for
freedom

line sketch…

life line
lines on chart
bus line
stay between lines
line of reasoning
lines of conformity
graduation line
lines the pocket
communication line
lines dropped
front line
lines between sanity and insanity
crossed the line
enemy lines
line of fire
three     short     lines
reception line
lines of sorrow
end-of-the-line
lines of crosses