A World of Individuals

A poem about the loss of uniqueness, or individuality, in our society.

People crying all around,

People crying with no sound,

People dancing in the street,

People dancing, but no beat.


People singing just like birds,

People singing without words.

People loving in a trance,

People loving just by chance.


Look at this world,

Without love it is cold.

Emotion is wrong,

Individualism is gone.

Written on the 28th June 2008... posted on www.protagonize.com on the 23rd April 2009

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