by Elizabeth Pyjov
Published on: Apr 26, 2004
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Type: Poetry

Good job, Society
Well done, Society
You’ve finally trained her
(Though it took over a decade and a half)
Through
Trial + error
Reward + punishment
The Circus method
To act in the right way
To be less of a threat to you
Made sure she won’t express deep thought
Locked in her bubbly inside world
If you squeeze the wet cloth hard enough it’ll dry
Good job, Society
Who loves the word “diversity”
She is now more
Regular
Acceptable
Controllable
Dead
And one of you
Being Different: What’s a bigger crime?
She may choose
But either way you’ll sentence
Death Penalty


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