Reject
Move through the street
with heads down
and mouths zipped.
They act normal,
like the others
They play your game,
lick you and say thank you.
They try to be precious, but are
Hated, baited, and rated
This world hates them for a reason,
Because they do things a new way.
Because they are weird
Or for being insane.
They can not fit into a plan.
There is a dam that is building.
It will scare you
Because their swings come from you.
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