Exclamations made on clothing are style
Naggings and raggings on the strangeness in my skin encoded
in the DNA that colored me a rainbow
Instead of one and I would look out to the window in my room
to see a mass mob moving with the sound of popular and in their disguises they
were no different in gender and race
Musical tastes and movies preferred
A mask adorned colored white a blank facial they did not
like nor hate neutral politeness
Was all that they gave to the light
How if they only knew originality of the ugly duckling
The freak traveling a path never before seen
It was the strangeness of men who couldn’t think alike
Originators of clever derivations
Improvised in a crowd
A poem recited from a blank page
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