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A poem about the death of individuality.
In the backyards
Every blade of grass must be cut
All the same size, all alike
The poor, misunderstood weeds
ripped from the ground and replaced with a seed
perfected to blend with the mosiac of green.

In the cafeterias
Every unique taste is removed,
leaving an easily digestible mash of food
with no sweet or salt or spice
that everyone will dislike but tolerate
every bit of uniqueness, expression, avant-garde weaned away.

In the society,
Every person who stands against the grain is molded into normality.
For a frown is better than the dimple
The boring more tolerable than the offbeat
Careful lies more seductive than the whole uncensored truth
Black and white easier on the eyes than the full spectrum of color.
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