Where there's a way, there's a will ...

The fate of normality ...

By senseless sounds
did careless crowds
decree
a way to hide away

in life they
never saw the sun
because they knew it not-to-be

in all their world
they
made
'what's fun'
and never doubted
'what-they-say'.

The mirror was my own device
to let them see
a sight
of dawn
but only hate was in their eyes,
confusion
 in their souls forlorn.

some spoke of satisfaction there
and 'progress'
that's beyond compare
a 'worthy goal' they said to search
d'you wish that
you could see
as much?

...and so,
in watching as they did,
the balance
of their mirth and woe,

I said:
" Is this the part you hid ? "

 They said:
"The way is hard , you know ! "

... I said:
" You  make  it hard
for all
who listen to your 'magic' note
and no-one rises but to fall "

They said:
"Why must you always
rock the boat ? "