Why I Am A Loner Poem by Raymond Farrell

I am a loner, I want not part
Of the group mentality or game
The distant cords within my heart
Come from within and there remain.

The party's laughter has a hollow ring
The jokes, the drinks, the whole banal affair
Is but a rerun of the same old thing
Once you've seen it, you've been there.

Society, its cliches, and its platitudes
Repeated, words so little understood
Creep in to change people's very attitude
Sowing seeds that bear no good.

It is a downward path of affluence and leisure
Where time is wasted conjuring up some new device
That excites those passions, so bent on new-found pleasure
By playing up some popular well-accepted vice.