It began that first day of school
I had insisted on wearing a leisure suit
I boarded the bus and was laughed at
For what I felt looked quit good
Dignified, a proper way to meet people
But as I arrived to class I realized I looked a little out of place
Well my looks were in harmony with the way I felt
I felt older
I did not feel I belonged
There with the alphabet learners
I felt it all quit wasteful
For some reason I had already developed a sense of responsibility
For myself and my surroundings.
As the years went on it didn’t change much at all
I was uneasily weary of the reality I was encouraged to accompany
At this point I had already been in trouble for smiling too much
And sent home for laughing on another occasion
I wanted truth
Knowledge
And I began to challenge the simplistic ways of educating
I questioned its authenticity
Quickly I became aware the taxes were high for someone like me
Who wanted the holders of false power to be honest
To simply not sacrifice kids just for there own level of
Comfort in a monetary system which had predicted its own demise.
And now it didn’t matter what I was wearing
I had become indifferent to what others thought
I wondered why no one was questioning these things.
Feelings were slowly being eliminated
Individual thoughts were being plucked from heads
Disintegrating thoughts
The family was being destroyed in purposeful fashion
Hardly a sole putting up the slightest fight
Complacency was in full swing
Grown people all out for there own survival
Ignoring there place in the whole of existence
We were prey
A few of us fought for are minds
For art
I still wear a suit jacket and question everything
That is the human thing to do.

(2014)

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