Place the noose around my neck.
Leave me for the birds to peck.
Drown me in a sea of blood.
I’ll be washed away in that crimson flood.
Do not think to quench my thirst.
I broke the rules, I’m now accursed.
Throw me in the lion’s den.
I’ll never make it out again.
Douse me good with gasoline.
Sit back and watch the fiery scene.
Beat me until my bones do break.
Then toss me in with a rattlesnake.
Bury me while I’m still alive.
Place a bet that I won’t survive.
Shove me off the train platform.
I’m just too stubborn to conform.
I would much rather stand alone,
than kneel before the emperor’s throne,
nor suffer fools that stand in line,
and feed at the trough of elitist swine.
Shelby I. Courtland
©2015 Shelby I. Courtland
I wrote this poem for all who dare to question, who will not just accept, but will ask the tough questions, seek their own answers, dare to take a stand, even if you stand alone! I will not follow the crowd, nor will I conform to the dictates of a fucked up society that can no longer discern the innocent from the guilty and quite actually believe that the innocent are the guilty and the guilty are innocent. You choose ignorance and obedience. I choose truth and justice and that is why I have no problem standing alone!