In the opinion of the
opinionated you find;
That they talk without
using their own mind.
Their inflated egos are
their only creation;
Even time robs
them of every possession.
They care not for the
comfort of the other,
But preach about extending
respect to ‘The Mother!’
They guilt you into
leaving your supposed vice;
And if you resist, they
ask you to pay the price!
Choice is a word they
understand not,
Coercion is what they
have always been taught.
The intelligent break
their shackles and get free;
The fearful follow them
and pay a huge fee.
Your free thinking mind
distinguishes you;
Or else you’d be just
another face in the queue.
A mind I have that I intend
to keep,
In no fixed mold would
I ever want to fit.
So the opinionated can
believe whatever they want;
As a free thinker I will fight the greatest odds!
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