Dissenters are crucial at times,
As changelessness often becalms.
Are we indifferent today
As with tablets we play
Mimesis is good for it rhymes.
But like ants to their genetics submit,
We often let the weak take the hit.
A dissident in power
Is a paradox in flower.
Meanwhile, the thoughtful brows knit.
Conformity is silently despised
But we do it so why the surprise?
Change must come slowly
To both the high and the lowly
Confusion may bring our demise.
Dissidents in the Soviet domains
Were courageous as they wrote from their chains.
The poetry pain pellucid,
None could confuse it.
Indifference is what ever remains.
How my heart sings 