we are the shunned.
we live in shadows.
in the dark places.
on the edge of the meadows.
we watch the others.
ones excepted in the world.
the shining ones.
for whom the houses are built.
they dance and prance.
free in society.
they follow the norm.
of the world they are proprietary.
while we are the shunned.
we don't follow the norm.
we are our own people.
we won't follow the swarm.
we have gifts and talents.
that other do fear.
so they cast us out.
make us feel we don't belong here.
but this is our world to.
we may have talents and gifts.
that others don't have.
but still they use the biffs.
and our saddened faces.
are forever permanent.
and our cries float in the night air.
the shunned lament.
