Always filling in the          s,
Deemed incomplete.
Always seen as lesser,
Unable to compete

       s let imagination flow,
With great and wild abandon,
Why people want to fill them in,
Is beyond my comprehension.

There are so few left on their own,
Most           s have been filled-in,
By mindless, programmed, boring, drones,
Faces pale from the din

So save the           s!
Don’t let this be the last haven that there is,
Save the       s,
Save our hope,
Save our imagination