[Poem - With Recitation] - Obey!
That instinct to community,
That holds us in its' sway,
That basic instinct driving us,
To live a certain way,
Caring not for loneliness,
But taking up the chains,
That bind us into unity,
So no individual remains,
Draws us into one accord,
And must needs drive away,
The thing the group cannot afford,
The mind that won't obey!
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Thanks for reading and perhaps listening.
The thing the group cannot afford,
The mind that won't obey!
I always think that just enough iconoclasts are born to drive progress. Great work, BH:)
That does seem to be the way it is, thank goodness. I appreciate your use of the word "iconoclasts." I don't hear it used very often. A lot of good comes via the contrarian route. Thanks, P.
So very necessary that a few go in a different direction.
Amazing poem
Thank you!
Lovely poem
Thank you very much!
Wonderful!
Thank you so much!
Just amazing...
Glad you liked it!
Excellent poem!
I appreciate the comment. Thanks!