Little Boxes

Little boxes
By Michelle Morris
09/08/2023

Little boxes, little boxes
Little boxes everywhere
Tick the forms for every single thing
That humans have to bear

Little boxes, little boxes
Little boxes for everyone
Even before we're born
Little boxes start stacking up on us

There are name ones
And gender ones
There are date ones
And family ones

Wherever you go 
In the world
You carry boxes 
Everywhere 

There are home ones
And school ones
There are DNA ones
And rule ones

Little boxes, little boxes
Little boxes, don't despair

There are vote ones
And job ones
Address ones
And atonement ones

And the more you walk through life
The more boxes are in your stride

For your religion
And your vices
Your passions
And devices

For the ones you want
And the ones you don't
Follow boxes 
Or untick them for no

Are you this one?
Or are you that one?
Are you the happy one?
Or the sad one?

Do you drink this?
Or eat that?
Do you need this?
Or exclude that?

Little boxes, little boxes
Little boxes become your life

It's your childhood
It's your paperwork
It's your history
If you're creditworthy

From your first grade
Until you have degrees
You might end up
On corporate knees

Or you learn
From way on early life
Hide the boxes
Keep them out of sight

But those boxes 
They still follow you
Whether closets
Or soul pressed blues

From your sex life
To your satire
Your sports teams
Or political science

Nothing can be
Completely blank
Your boxes will always
Have a stamp

On your heart life
And your mind's eye
Your soul's fire 
And your body tired

Little boxes, little boxes
Little boxes won't set you free

Little boxes, little boxes
Little boxes everywhere
Tick the forms for every single thing
That humans have to bear

Little boxes, little boxes
Little boxes for everyone
Even before we're born
Little boxes start stacking up on us

Little boxes, little boxes
Little boxes where we end up

For as long as we 
Are on the earth
Little boxes
Are our life's work 

Maybe it's time to stop
No more ticking multiple boxes
Let's share our gifts instead
And forget about boxes that we dread

Let our souls shine
And our hearts feel
And our energy vibrate
Beyond our field 

Let us be human
Let us be divine
No more boxes for us
For we are all special and sublime 

© Michelle Morris, 2023
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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