Specialty, your forte,
That which makes your totality more than your own say.
Community values and decides, one’s life, one’s role.
You can’t decide your life because the community takes ahold.
One gone, whole gone, the bewitching chimes of the community’s thought out lines.

Resist calls desist from the community’s powerless control.
Your gear, one that keeps the community whole.
Shatter, smash, snap others’ lifeless holds’,
Freedom will thus open to those few, the truly bold.

Pariahs arise from the husk.
Others scrambling not to be left in the dust.
Lit anew becomes the dusk of the soul.
Dreams all come true from breaking this whole.
Now in turn, a gear that stands alone.