Friday, September 23, 2016

Poem: The appeasement line

We can not please everyone in site.
Nor should we try.
To appease everyone is to fail ones self.

To never know yourself's wants or desires.
 Life will be nothing be endless despair.
You will be disposable because your nothing rare.

Just another mindless drone.
ready to serve, never ready to stand alone.
For you'll need their praise.
Becoming a slave to any master.

No opinion or free thought that might offend.
Unoriginal in every way,
but your appearance.  

Appearance alone speaks mountain to why we should be different.
We don't all look a like for good reason.

We are meant to stand alone.
We are meant to grow at our own pace,
To some day make our own homes.
But no home worth having comes with out a struggle or fight.

So stop trying to appease and decide.
Where do you stand on the moral line?

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