Am I such a fool
To be talked down
And treated a tool,
To be dressed down
While set on a stool?
Are my ideas that bad,
Should I hide them,
Obscurify them—sad—
So I keep others appeased,
Avoid making them mad?
What if avoidance,
Stowing away in the status quo—
Fearing risk above and below—
Is the wrong way to go?
What if I’ve got
More than that to show?
To hide that,
To cower and say
No
Would be cruel,
Would set my self
On a rigid stool.
No.
I will not be that tool.
POET’S NOTE:
Part of the Truth, Applied collection.
© 2026 Tristan Robert Lange. All rights reserved.
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