crickets

not all ideas are to come to life

I have always believed each creature carries a unique postulation

As matters arise each being has a conception of the situation

Conceptions which can be voiced and adhered 

The instructions and beliefs of the folks are worthy of being heard

However not all proclamations should be accepted

I will be dammed when I'm expected to concur with anything opined

Life lived on the words of others grants no sustenance 

Such a bias falls short in logic

It seems most folks are more subjective than objective

Everyone wants everyone to live in accordance with their perception

Madness

It's no wonder conflict breeds quickly in the world

There is a crave for conformity to established beliefs

The ideology I feel is about the need to create

They seek the ability to influence others with words

It grants them a sense of accomplishment 

However such should not be the case without considering other's doctrine

Forcing values into others is indeed a selfish act

Conjured by an insecure mind

Guided by a fallible spirit

This all comes from a lack of empathy

No one holds the patience to observe from alternate sides

Such impatience grants confusion and hostility

We must learn to understand and respect the precepts of others

Only then can we shape our worlds accordingly 

All who insist on voicing without understanding will receive no compliance

Their words would simply be likened and degenerated to the sounds of crickets

Author's Note

anyone find forced 'values' in their society?

Reviews

[angel]

How could anybody not?
Forced values, I think, at least to some extent, are part of every type of government or leadership.
That being said, I think you should consider changing the name of this piece. To carry that title, I feel that the crickets ought to be more central to the theme of your poem.
I would suggest something about conflict as a title.

[Quill]

i see, interesting view, would be greatly considered