***ESCAPING THE HERD***
By chicken scratch love •
They move in even numbers
A harmonic drive
Like bees to the hive
Ignorant to their blunders
I'm choosing to go West
Uneven miles
No plastic smiles
Done feeling like a "guest"
The Human Herd is on the move
A perfect line
Every time
With their calibrated hooves
I do not mean to judge
But would rather be a smudge
On a "Perfect World"
You can HAVE your pearl!
Because, alone, I shall trudge