++ My Way ++

You may frown and be bewildered by my ignorance,
For I deny -your- version of truth and reality!
You may condemn me and brand me a rebel,
For I object to be shackled by the traditions of our forefathers.
You may belittle me and say that I’m an untutored youth,
For I seek not the knowledge from the elitists.
You may spit on my face and shun me for my difference,
For I would rather be an outcast than living in a world of hypocrisy!
You may ridicule and laugh at the sealing of my lips,
For I wish not to utter what you utter; nay, unless with an understanding!
You may laugh and disregard me for my deafness,
For I choose to not listen to the idle tales of the past.
You may disgrace me and treat me like a criminal,
For I refuse to be confined behind a barrier you have imposed upon me.

Nay, nothing you do will ever change my way.
I have discovered what it is that adds to my life.
It’s not about having my existence painted in black and white,
It’s not about facing towards the East or the West,
And surely it’s not about being uniform from head to toe.
It is about striving for what I truly believe in,
And walking the path I have chosen for myself.
By the passage of time, to you I shall declare:
I am who I am and never will I be like you!
Nor will I submit to your criterion of life,
To you be your Way, and to me Mine.

Sydney, 14 Oktober 2009 (01:23)