A freethinker in times of conformity,
Calmly watches the life energy flow,
Then retreats to its home of pure sanity,
As the cursed crowds slowly grow.
Choosing to embrace their mortality
Than surrender their life to a lie,
The freethinker trades its fresh novelty
To the ruler who's thoughts have run dry.
Alone in their vast singularity
With the whole world overtaken by fear;
They stare at the shackles of normality,
As the flames all begin to draw near.
Burnt at the stake to be punished
For a crime that could never be wrong.
The freethinker may die on this day,
But their thoughts will forever live on.
~ C. Spies