By the Mighty Mumford

(A…deep seated convictions poem)

 SEEMS LIKE…it’s happening,

Repeat performance totally..

Someone drops

Him from control stops,

Throwing up hands dejectedly.

His parents controlled his life,

So long it led to strife…

The experiment made–

He failed the grade–

He felt dumped in spite.

Seems that he’s experiencing the same,

Medical/psychological “blame”…

Is thrown his way–

Not willing to play—

Told that his beliefs are lame…!

He hopes to get out from under

Being assigned as a blunder…

They tried controlling

And overthrowing,

‘Cause he wouldn’t smile as much, they wondered?


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