All they wanted were people pliant
Any of those speaking seen defiant
They wanted of me to play dead
When amongst thorns they continue to tread
Punishment started of all those defiant
Isolated, ostracised, dealt with strident
It was dark and lonely till the birds joined
Their chirping was deemed non-compliant
And then the gushing trees also joined
Their movement to gusty winds seen defiant
The sun peeped out, glowing and radiant
It joined the band of all those defiant
Now it is a crowd of those defiant
A chorus of those forced to be silent
It is no longer lonely at this altitude
With birds, trees, sun and solitude
They had punished me into this wilderness
I am free and happier in this loneliness.
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