Trying to fit in preformed molds
Bowing to all societal pressures
Forgetting all individual measures..
Slaughtering all creative drive
Conforming to every rule, they strive
Internalizing all frustration
Simmering inside like ammunition
Living a life of discontentment
Harboring subtle resentment
Through their lives they trudge
Eventually unable to budge
From the mold in which they were cast
Oblivious to their unique ideas of the past
To promote mediocrity, they are inclined
Just as they were to mediocrity destined.
Is this how we want to raise
Our children in this rat race?
Destroying their intellect
By snatching their power to select.
Let them find their special place
Outside the boundaries we have raised
Take the road less traveled by,
Never forget to question why.
Never be afraid to express their thought
This, I think needs to be taught.
To rise above the tyranny
Of insipid mediocrity.