The many terrible perils of conformity,
don’t end at the dullness of uniformity.
Should curiosity lead you another way,
old relations will hastily fall into decay.
An obstacle to be given its proper due;
the risk is never realising a unique you.
Yet this need not be cause for despair;
lessons learned make one truly aware.
Euthanized time is sugarsweet remorse;
mere boredom made delightfully worse.
Elated amnesia from start to end of line;
the race out of place so unbearably fine.
This perfect storm of cope and let cope;
all hope high–strung by a noose of rope.
Dear acquaintance, what may go wrong,
with a tried and tested recipe so strong?
Even if someone feels badly offended,
it doesn’t mean offense was intended.
If interaction has to be void of friction,
no expression may escape restriction.
Lest everybody’s eventually offensive,
and everyone is proactively defensive.
The honesty that we proclaim so dear,
will thus be shackled by crippling fear.
Such madness, unchecked, turns viral,
descending into a degenerating spiral.
Genuinity will suffer in such an abyss;
may we choose more wisely than this.
To dismiss what we don’t comprehend,
is a path to our growth’s immature end.
An error we should so diligently correct;
failure to do so may be a grand neglect.
Quest-ion, im-plore yourself to ex-plore;
the journey asks of us to open the door.
As be-coming is an ongoing unwinding,
each is integral for what we are finding.