Conformity

Crouched in his cavern of coal The miner does time on his shift Black permeates body & soul As he digs out the energy drift He can't lift his head to stand up The pay seam is less than a man His body conforms to the rock Solid boundaries limit his stand So the judge with the law binding down And the priest with a precept to hold So the doctor with medicine bound And the bureaucrat cast in his mold Have in common with men in the mine No way to stand up to full height Rock hard limits society finds... Ways to bend men... and keep them from light