The Word Is Outside And It Brings No Cause For Concern Poem by Raj Dronamraju

The dream rebel didn't come to take you away from all of this
You had to lead your own uprising which you attempted through example

You feel trapped by monochrome enforcers
The stewards of uniformity brook no disturbance of routine
They bear grudges against those who wear multi-colored clothing

So you must stand outside
And they try to build a case against you
But not many seem worried about intrusions of non-conformity

Teenage years recalled and held and swished in hand or mind like a snifter of Brandy
Producing sympathy for today's situation
A fog of attention produces a multitude of responses in the adolescent
Some embrace it honestly
Some shamelessly seek it
Some reject it but still find it

For the latter, you reserve advice and a smile
And the experience of youth undiluted by adult filters of expectation
Let's all stand outside and wave at the people inside
How craven they look, how pale and unimaginative