CayCay Godwin Poet Couplet

Group Nincompoop

I regret the sway, scope and exposure of groups
who perpetuate race and gender nincompoop.

Of course, we are all born equal, come on people!
Upheaval from such is ignorance most feeble. 
I bemoan society’s rationality
that steers away from individuality.
When one gives a group all their personality
how shall they tend their own spirituality?
We cannot group-die, or group-rest as group-buried
or ascend with angels to heaven group-carried.

It oftentimes sparks my indignation to flame
when one wears a group identity as their name.
When someone thinks of a group as their family,
their life is a fantasy based on fallacy.
False are group words offering belonging and love,
true are individual zones, love toned above.

It’s normal that group help is a need life may bring 
to grow from, not gives one’s soul in a blinding-cling.

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John Bertin July 20, 2019 at 4:36 AM Your teenage years were a lot like mine. I read Ayn and Henry too at the same age. Your poem pillories the mindless groupthink that millions kowtow to. Thumbs up!

Constance La France December 20, 2018 at 7:22 PM CayCay, great poem for the contest, it speaks so much truth , best of luck ~

Robert L. Hinshaw December 20, 2018 at 6:29 PM A very profound and insightful verse, CayCay. I expect to see it at the top of the winner's list! Glad you found humor in the T-Bird/Mustang collision and thanks so much for your support and encouragement. If I haven't said it before, the best to you and your family during this Christmas Season - Bob

Carolyn Devonshire December 20, 2018 at 3:40 PM While certain types of groups can benefit a person, there are others that steal our individuality, making us clones of each other. How unique it would be to die with our loved ones and pass through heaven's gate together. This is a great entry for the contest, Cay-Cay. Sending winning wishes your way, Carolyn

Vijay Pandit December 20, 2018 at 2:55 PM So much to learn in your poem for the nincompoops (couldn't resist that special word you used in your poem). Intolerance in any form hurts someone somewhere. I feel the intensity of your write..telling it like it is..apt for the contest theme. Very well done, indeed! Best for a win, CayCay.

Nette Onclaud December 20, 2018 at 2:21 PM what a fearless write on individualism...cay, it is sooo right to be your own person... enjoyed your splendid rant!...huggs

Vladislav Raven December 20, 2018 at 2:11 PM Hi Cay Cay, Let 'er rip. You surely have done so in this real write. I don't know why people want to group everything together. Are we not all individuals. A group for this, a group for that. This reads like a winner to me. A real, raw rip on the theme chosen. I have to admit, being grouped is something I do not like. Good luck in the contest Cay Cay. Have a wonderful Thursday. Hugs....Mike. XX CayCay Godwin December 20, 2018 at 2:16 PM As a teen, I read Ann Rand and did a report on Henry Thoreau. Between the two, by age 15, individuality, had become my philosophy for it sparked something soul deep within me. I believe such was meant to happen to me. Really loved your comments and so happy to know you are like-minded. We individuals are quieter than groups. Poetry hugs ... CayCay