QR Poems by Bobby Allen » Updates — Kickstarter: "How much of a person must be subdued in order for him to be part of a group?
How much of a person survives in a group?
How much is lost
Because it does not fit the mold set by their peers?
The individual is dieing
Absolved into a mass
A small lump of clay in the hands of their peers
A clay that never hardens
But remains pliable and easily molded.
The Individual is dieing
Stabbed in the back
By the people around them
The gossip the rumors
Words and deeds are their weapons
The Individual is dieing
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