“Plea for a measure of abnormality”

Should all who live be forced into a mould
and aberrations be abhorred like fleas?
Are we who differ thrown into the cold…
Or tossed alive into green wintry seas?

The mere normal’s a poor measure of life.
For what is normal,how is it defined?
And is peace normal,or should we say it’s strife?
And what is normal speech?Is it refined?

Each of us has need to find a place
Where we can stand as on a hidden rock.
We need true pride and  with it we need grace.
Soon then our precious talents will unblock
,
In strangeness even oddness,there’s much good,
Let’s kill not hope; let’s change our hearts to glad.

To come: plea for a measure of animosity!