They get us sitting all in line
Reciting words and numbers
In rhyme and time
They teach us all as a collective mass
As if our unique individuality is worthless
They feed us domesticated rules and facts
Of how we are to stay on track
And be a good little citizens
Accepting and mute to their decisions
They look to disable your ability to think for self
To sit quietly and meekly on the shelf
They stifle creativity and imaginative possibilities
For they fear that we may see the endless untold things
That may surely see us bring
Our life into awakening
So as to burst through into light
And find a way to ignite
The hopes and dreams that we may have
And find a way to achieve what we see as our destiny
And break away from their domesticated ways
And following and doing only what they say.
Via:Daily Prompt:Recite
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