The Nonconformist Poem by Emmanuel Odum

you are alone in the dark
or wallowing in the light
in your deep lonesome
you confine within
the barriers of sentiments
and love for your thought.
I see you from my balcony
behind the blue lourvres
shut behind unseen doors
with locks of heavy metals.
Bound to your world
where opposites are right
grooming everyday
a cuff that never loose.
You're meant to smile at first
but, you lost the zest.
clad to your fervent world
so boldly to a fault
politics love and religion,
you lock in lurid duel
'....The multitude are blind'
your views are never heard.