For What Lies Hidden

A collection of all my poetry in an order I think makes reading it even more fun and exciting.


66. Conform and Obey

Looking round
I can see them
Looking round
They see me.

Have to run
Or face death.
Have to flee
Or face their pain.

Cannot cope
And cannot dream.
Have to conform,
Have to obey.

Controlling people,
Worse than before,
But also better.
Iron curtain
Or not.
West or East,
North or South.
It makes no difference
To me because
I am trapped
No matter what.

Have to conform,
Have to obey.
Or they make you pay:
In blood
And sweat
And tears.
In truth
And admittance
And betrayal.

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