After The Assault On Variance Poem by Raj Dronamraju

After the assault on variance
We were all too scared to think or act on our own
We nervously looked at our neighbours to see how we should act
And they looked back at us the same way

After the assault on variance
The cowards were weaned out and left alone
They'd already been assessed and written off as broken of spirit
On the scale of respect, they were rated last even after the apathetic

What was in the far right has now been pushed left until it is now in the middle
And no one will question its new placement
Not out of not caring or not knowing but out of fear

After the assault on variance
There was no more talk of freedom of choice and different ways of thinking
There was only the crowd moving forward ignoring individual movement

Variety was the clearest threat
An open mind was how they defined the enemy
The war was a temporary success
Self-preservation is currently the priority

It's me hollering "whoop, whoop"
Attacking the locomotive, the caravan without fear for personal safety
A counter-attack on the enforcers of unanimity
The insurgence is diversity