They - Poem by William McGehee
Obsess, they will hear your screams.
Transgress, they will howl clichés.
Confess, they will bleed your dreams
And drag your soul off far away.
Regret, they will surely win.
Rebel, they will fear your eyes
Reward, they will heed you then
But later turn around and lie.
So live, and they can never stop you.
So laugh, and they can never speak.
So move, and they can never own you
For life is yours and they are weak.
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