The Linear Man

Zig zags and circles confound him

Searching for order and reason

Without a path to the horizon

Wandering endlessly season to season

The compass needle wobbles

Hesitance, suggests regress

Many trips around the dial

No traditional signs of progress

Is compromise a weakness?

Group-think is line of sight

Dare to look past the visible

Within the ultraviolet light

Predictable as a sunrise

All together, in uniform

One plus one never varies

A linear man must conform


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