Like soldiers they walk in a line
So uniform they believe they are fine
Inside their soul they’re truly confined
Until one takes their chance to shine
They step out seeming so divine
They have broken society’s design
The others cannot believe
What their eyes have just seen
Oh their minds so naive
But still like minions they convene
Soon they all shame him
Want him brought back
But his light will never dim
For he has what they lack
Though still somewhat aggrieved
The hate was already foreseen
He has done what they cannot achieve
Yet they continue to demean
He doesn’t mind being a freak
In fact he enjoys no longer being bleak
He will turn the other cheek
As he knows that his will isn’t weak
Though his aura is mystique
He will be the one to gain what he seek
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