New - Poem by TheSilent Loudness
New, an appearance out of nowhere
A being which lends its presence to every person every day
Whether they are living or dead, New is there
Whether it is a new day, a new love, a new life, or a new way
New visits those in need of luck, or in need of guidance
It comes in, invited or not
It infects those who are trapped in wicked Conformity's trance
Maybe, just maybe, it has a lesson to be taught
To show you how to escape, to choose, to defeat, or to cope
It presents virgin thoughts into your mortal mind
Which take your conscious thought by storm
And force you to embrace New in good time
So will you embrace New and accept his partner Change?
Or will you fall into Conformity, and play on Wicked's evil stage...
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