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Andrew Rueter
Poems
May 2019
Conformity
I live among prying peers
Telling me which way to steer
They’re all I can hear
So to garner cheers
In their direction I veer
I thought if I stayed still
They wouldn’t see me
So I took a pill
So I could be me
But that didn’t free me
Once I was needing
Constant feeding
So I join civilization
And see their indications
Pointing towards temptations
To provide societal placation
They send me
To the trendy
Intending
To amend me
The conformity
Is informing me
Changing horribly
To what I see normally
My confirmation of conformation
Is in observations of obfuscation
In this iteration of integration
Where I conform for calibration
I’m willing to be wrong
To belong
Can I be strong
Singing another’s song?
I want to fit in
So I sit in
Places I’m whipped in
Hatred I’m dipped in
In a crazed conniption
I’ve had a painful life
Under their knife
Giving me strife
To make me right
In their light
Consumed by conformity
Society absorbing me
Changing enormously
To the form I see
I hate what I’ve become
At their behest
So I load my gun
And join the rest
I’ve become an automaton
Building atomic bombs
To drop on the calm
Who don’t sing my song
#conformity
Written by
Andrew Rueter
30/M/Kentucky
(30/M/Kentucky)
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