Feel the Freedom of Feeling

In a world of cold hard steel,
Machines and squares,
People are expected
To conform, to be
Boxed in, with laws and rules
Emotions are shunned
Passion is put down
And almost punished
Heaving, heartfelt yearning
Is criticized for burning
Suppressed, bottled up,
People who are defined
By how they feel
Are confined in a world
Where others can’t deal
With them
With their fervour
Their flavour
The spice of their life
Irrational, illogical, impulsive
Belittled, undermined, deterred
By legalistic regulations
And bureaucratic cogs
In a maze of strangling clockwork
Routine extinguishing impulse
The mundane killing excitement
Everything litigated
Anticipated, eventually hated
With happiness compromised
For efficiency
It’s like living
Without being alive.
Cold as ice
Hard as rocks
Tough as nails
Bullet proof
Smile proof
The filter stops
Good and bad
Happy and sad
Let the guard down
Take the good
With the bad.
Remove that carrot from
Its current position
Let your hair down
Do something daft,
Don’t fear the label crazy
(Creatively Releasing All Zaney Yearnings!!)
Before it’s replaced by insane
Don’t bury emotions
Hold them in check,
Relinquish them at your discretion
Jump for joy,
Cry, weep, grieve,
Muscles are there
For smiling and frowning
Validate yourself
Express emotion
Purvey passion
Be the person
You were created to be!
Feel the freedom of feeling.