Conformity
looks to its neighbour
for example
checks the rule book
first
and adheres
Conformity
quiets the rainbow
to shades of grey
holds the dancer
still
silences
Conformity
stagnates in the mud
never moving
always saying
no
trapping life
Tags: conformity
Posted on December 6, 2008 in Creativity, Free Writing, Poetry.
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