Being normal
An external world to
insinuate peace
Though my internal space
screams for release
Is Being normal
something you crave?
A Convenant epithet for being a slave
A stature of worth , as it kicks observance
Throwing off this
blanket of subservience
A venturesome , madcap
need to fit in
Auctioning your
fervor is where to begin
Failing Lucidity not the
greatest defeat
As this reverie is
pulled from under your feet.
Is Being normal
something you crave?
As your eminence and standing desperate to save
Unlikeness an Ample Endowment
Amity now your matchless
contentment
By Gary Molloy
