Evil is viewed as innocence
Beauty's become a deformity
It's too uncommon to have common sense
And being different is a mass conformity.
An undermined yet overwhelming paradox
Is that it's somehow become orthodox
...To be unorthodox
Agreeing to disagree
Is now agreeable
But seeing what wasn't seen,
Still isn't seeable.
Our view of what it is to be different,
Is holding us back
from making progression
It's becoming too inconsistent
That we admit its consistency
We view the strong as helpless,
And think its rightful to defend them
We view the weak as selfish,
As we so wrongfully apprehend them
We feel such a need to non-conform
And yet our opinions seem rehearsed
It's so expected for us to retort
That our oppositions' begin to reverse
We purposely change where we show our support
On a position, just to be heard
Our human empathy, so much we distort
That our cognition's becoming blurred.
...And we don't even notice.
The only thing our generation
Seems to have in common is
We think that being different, and disagreeing,
Somehow are synonymous
How distant do we have to really be from ever seeing how antonymous
We really are from being different
And making a difference
Towards empathetical prominence?
We have no problem being verbal
When our popularity's concerning
Our voice and words can be heard for more
Than just to stir up controversy
...But that might be too controversial in itself..
And therefore viewed as undeserving.
Why can't we gain confidence that we can change the way we change our minds?
Don't just try, but BE insistent
On being different to make a difference
And show resistance from a system
That wants you to be conditioned.
Use your voice to make things better, equal, and coexistent
And hopefully give everyone a reason to listen
See that you don't have to be afraid,
To progress towards making a change..
So be genuine in trying to see things differently
And you'll start to know and comprehend
That being different doesn't always mean
That you have to disagree
But to actually show you understand...
A newer and "revamped" version of my poem "In Difference." After some feedback I thought I might shorten it up and steer away from ranting. I believe poetry is a lot like this poem itself, it can always change and shift depending on how you and you're emotions have changed.
As I stated before, this poem is geared towards people always arguing just to argue. Like the confederate flag controversy or defending bill Cosby. It just all seems so backwards.