To Individuals
See them all
Hear the call
And one by one
Into line they fall.
Never question
Never doubt
Same old practice
O'er and o'er.
Then one questions
Then one doubts
Death to cynics
Drown him out.
Ask and question
Contest decision
Yours is evolution
From dissention.
Not an easy path
Not one for the easily led
Wisdom and isolation are friends
And individuals are rarely bred.
poem by Danny Draper
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