MISFIT

MISFIT "I have been a stranger in a strange land" Today I am free, in a land that I recognise Unlike that time in that very strange land And as a stranger, almost all was a surprise Everything so difficult for me to understand Nothing of substance, and all was so bland All around me would just a smile and nod Comfortable with average, nothing grand A society dedicated to quite another God There was no one thing that I could despise All would merely extend their empty hand Just a blank stare and a dullness of the eyes As if all was externally meticulously planned And individuality or initiative was banned My feet merely following where others trod And warm tides left no footprints in the sand A society dedicated to quite another God None seemed concerned at how time flies All the people were fit, healthy and tanned Yet somehow it just felt like a clever disguise And nobody was prepared to make a stand Even the occasional laughter sounded canned But every moment in that place felt so odd Their symbols all looked like an ampersand A society dedicated to quite another God I refused to join in and wear that armband As I wore a tattoo with the sign of the rod As time wore on my distaste would expand A society dedicated to quite another God