Antisocial Chains

The way you count from six to seven

The way I count the stairs to heaven

Broken geometry of life

Hideous sorrow, disgusting strife

 

You write deep in ink and follow grooves

I break free, create new moves

Shoot the bird that flies in south

Forget nonexistent routh

 

You open books of ancient testiment

I listen to what the trees have meant

Tear down forests of ivy green

Bare addiction you can't wean

 

Say I'm stupid, don't know the rules

I call you blind, blame you fools

Antisocial chains you bind

Around my open, learning mind

 

Name me outcast, vagabond

All because of life I'm fond

Tear about, burn my soul

Till ash is left, darkened coal

 

I'm oblivious in your closed off minds

You're oblivious in mine

Author's Note

Basically about someone with an open mind, someone different who wants to break free. But society won't allow them.
Maybe some Fahrenheit 451 alikeness? Unsure, but also very much true to out time I think.
Hope you enjoy
(any title suggestions)

Reviews

[Revolutionary]

I love this.Very Orwellian.I am a person like that.I am very aware that enlightenment is hard to share with others.Better off to pretend that you are sheep.That is what this poem made me think.If you are oblivious of them they are obliviou of you,but if you pat attention then they notice you.Better off not to try to enlighten them for you may be forced to leave the herd

[Roger Morrison]

Great poem. Good flow, and a very effective, angry message. I liked this one a lot, especially with the rhyme scheme.

[OT]

I like the rhymes!! they twist around the words well! break the chains and be shot down like a loose bird!! this is powerful rant - a stance against oblivion and conformity!! nice!

[Matthew Smith]

This was a nice poem and I enjoyed the message.

There were a couple bumpy places where the flow seemed to be strained, but other than that it was relatively fluent and the rhymes worked well.

Good job.

[Peter Joseph Swanson]

Great poem!