A Straight-Forward Poem: Dedicated To My Recent Poetry Soup Critics

There are always those who say that you are wrong. They are the ones who never stray from the herd. They go to school and learn everything about life from manuals. They write poems and stories like other poets and writers did. They get good grades. They stay out of trouble, but engage in acceptable rowdiness and fun. They write and give great graduation speeches. They become middle-managers, mostly. They fold their socks and underwear. They stay abreast of the latest trends and movies. They quote famous quotes like they thought them up. They attempt to belittle, passive-aggressively, anything out of orthodox thought. They live their lives like lambs. They buy big, beautiful things. They wear shiny wedding-rings. They drive down drowsy streets. They form committees. They bake things shaped like commercials. They invent rules for writing and art. And I Don't Follow Them.