The Margin Man Poem by Alistair Adkinson

I dash between margins
and use high-minded jargon
to justify behaviors
within my own mind

But now, to my surprise,
I watch the lines solidify
(everyone seems to be choosing sides)

and those who live between the margins
are becoming marginalized

Is it so cowardly to say 'I can’t decide? '
Is it petulant, or childish -
this desire of mine
to try and dive between the lines -

to try and find a place to hide?