Questioning the Status Quo
A Year Alone
I chose to go
To somewhere that was quite unknown
Whole new ideas
I had never heard
Ways of thinking I thought were absurd
And all my thoughts?
How did they come about?
Was it meant that we take that route?
So what is right?
How do I find wrong?
Now that I truly question the song
New trains of thought
I now choose to build
Because I questioned what was instilled
This poem is about:
Me
My community
Our world
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