What a bizarre world?

We’re caged by societal standards built over centuries

And those who try to escape are ridiculed,

Called insane for questioning the very cell that we are trapped in.

Tradition and fear cut the stems of creativity

As soon as it blooms from between the concrete cracks.

Although they were initially built upon logic and reason

The fear of disapproval has hindered advancement.

People wonder how historical travesties occur

Yet they perpetuate unreasonable standards without question.

Have you ever thought about laughing at a funeral?

About changing the status quo?

Maybe one day the dreamers will reign supreme

Initiating freedom and innovation globally.

But for now we can only spread the seeds of change

And Pour a constant stream of ideas over them.

Before we know it, the outstretched branches of change

Will eclipse the overgrowth of conformity