Questioning the Status Quo

A Year Alone

I chose to go

To somewhere that was quite unknown

 

Whole new ideas

I had never heard

Ways of thinking I thought were absurd

 

And all my thoughts?

How did they come about?

Was it meant that we take that route?

 

So what is right?

How do I find wrong?

Now that I truly question the song

 

New trains of thought

I now choose to build

Because I questioned what was instilled

This poem is about: 
Me
My community
Our world
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