(February/'47 / Connecticut, USA)

The Normals

That group of people over there...
Tethered and being lead around like that.
What's wrong with them?

'Just take a glance.
Do not stare at them.
They become easily offended.'

Who are they?

'We call them 'The Normals'.
They represent a standard of life gone now.
They are the one's convinced the world is ending.'

But...
WHY are they tethered together and lead like sheep?

'It's a tradition.
Instead of following along they now prefer to be tethered.
And frankly...
It is a mutual acceptance they are kept that way.'

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I am one of those normal people, but I have not been convinced yet! ! ! ! Nice poem. Lawrence Sir!