The MaskA Poem by francoise solace
Birth ….. School……………….. Work….
Marriage…. Procreation…. Work……………………….
Retirement………………..
Death
Idioticized….. Roboticized………………… Societicized….
Homogenized…. Militarized…. Desensitized…………………………
Ostracized………………..
Disintegrated
I have grown tired of all those mundane chores
“It is your duty” whispers Themis
“Put your armor on” bellows Thor
“Rush to proceed on” demands King Midas
“You will be rewarded” ruse Azhi Dahaki
Stop, I can not hear myself think!
Judge me a misfit if you please, But no more will I bend to your rules! I will put down my mask and, Just be who I am! © 2011 francoise solaceFeatured Review
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