Stampede of Conformity

December 7, 2020

Faceless soldiers march
to the ticking of the clock

Tramping through the marshes of time
Never stopping, never slowing

What will you do
when they reach you?

Will you stand your ground
or be swept up by the tide?

Will you hold your own
or be knocked off your feet?

Will you stay where you are
or turn and join the herd?

Don't let them take your face
and make you part of the crowd

Your voice is unique
You mustn't let it fade away

You can walk with them
that stampede of conformity

But they can never control you
You can still decide your own path