A Square Peg In A Round Hole Poem by Nweke Emmanuel

Like a square peg in a round hole
I fixed amidst the tumultuous crowd
Trying to fit all round
Dancing in imitation of what I see
Compromising my real identity
The reality which defines my nature
Not noticing their fear and contempt
Their coldness with my presence

I danced and some danced with me
But it did not last, at a point I could not dance along
I discovered that I was too weak to be with them
Then others danced and jumped over me
So I came to my senses and realized my mistake
Just after I was the only dancer left behind