Below is a poem I wrote in August 2023. I subsequently converted the poem into lyrics of a demo song.
Some might say that contrarians are unnecessarily disruptive. I beg to differ. Here’s a poem where I assert my case.
Name: Band-aid
Year written: 2023
Written by: Kees Nydam
Release date: uploaded to Facebook and LinkedIn in August 2023
Publisher: NA
Legals: NA
BAND-AID
I was born without a filter
I declined to have one
Fitted since
While you refused
To mirror me, and that may be
At your or my peril
Who knows more
Who’s the poorer for
Your disdain for rhetoric
Filters are great for water
Surely not so for the flow
Of ideas
Some say a filter’s purpose
Is to save the word
From causing offence
May I suggest
You begin to grow
A crocodile skin
Though words may offend
Sitting silent on the fence
Contributes nothing
I think hurt serves as fuel
Growing tolerance
Even more
May I suggest
You begin to grow
A crocodile skin
Do I learn from my mistakes
More than U from watching mine
Or R our learnings just the same
I don’t think so
Learning needs a graze
You need skin in the game
May I suggest
You begin to grow
A crocodile skin