Misidentification Poem by DM W

Misidentification



You like to refer to them as rebels,
But for me they are mere fashion victims.
You may say that they represent freedom,
But I see them as akin to wild dogs
Barking in the dark. You claim that they are
Inventing a new language, but all I
Hear is the cacophony of crude words.
You may adore them, but I certainly don't!

Saturday, May 16, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: satirical
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