Stampede of Conformity

December 7, 2020

Faceless soldiers march to the ticking of the clock

Tramping through the marshes of time Never stopping, never slowing

What will you do when they reach you?

Will you stand your ground or be swept up by the tide?

Will you hold your own or be knocked off your feet?

Will you stay where you are or turn and join the herd?

Don't let them take your face and make you part of the crowd

Your voice is unique You mustn't let it fade away

You can walk with them that stampede of conformity

But they can never control you You can still decide your own path