Rebel knell

 I will not stare at the wall 

Nor listen to you at all
You will not tell me 
What to think or do 
I am me and you are you 
I am not an appendage for a
Phone 
I am not a mindless clone 
I can still ideate 
And will continue to create 
There is no greater spiritual deformity 
Then emptied vessel conformity 

I embrace how we disagree 

Will you extend that same courtesy