A Town of Constraint
A snow globe town; a confined little bubble
A hint of a rumor–the whole town quivers
It begins as a hush, then becomes less subtle
A vicinity of condemning whispers
A card house town; a precarious structure
One wrong motion and the system topples
Don't disturb the image–the perfect picture
Don't go astray from what has been modeled
A jigsaw town; a construction of consent
Acquiesce for the sake of the cause
Questioning one's place results in dissent
Defy and the puzzle will be flawed
A bird cage town; a hinderance of flight
They fear you'll fly away and sing
That you will slip away like a thief in the night
So they kill your hopes and clip your wings
A fishhook town; a desirable deception
It is tempting to take the bait
To believe heinous words stem from good intentions
As they attempt to determine your fate
A warzone town; a lethal gamble
Take the plunge–no guts, no glory
Take the life they've built you and leave it in shambles
It is time to write your own story
Only few will execute their act of mutiny
The few who dared to be outspoken
Despite constant strife and endless scrutiny
They are bruised, but they are not broken.
I am bruised, but I am not broken.