Anti-Conformity Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

I am in the verses
Of new anti-conformity
Sung.

I am in the target
Of the conformists

They obey the laws
They break at least
In Spirit.

They obey the laws
That baton human rights
Without any ruth.

I am in the target
Of the conformists.

Ah! the conformists will
Lay infamy at the door
Of an innocent lamb

With sadistic teeth rattling
They will persistent and
Determined execute
Their plans in full and
Then the lamb dangling
Motionless
They shear for the sake of shearing.