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The Mad Boundary

This poem traces the moment when a society quietly crosses a line—not through chaos alone, but through comfort, silence, and compliance.It listens for the wind that signals change,and asks who is carried by it, and who dares to stand against it.

The Mad Boundary

The world changes.
All at once, the current shifts.

Those who have nothing are fortunate.
They are swept along by the flow.
Those who possess nothing are fortunate.
They read the air and surrender themselves.
Those who think nothing are fortunate.
They need only entrust themselves to someone else.
Those who feel nothing are fortunate.
The power of dullness works everywhere.

I sensed the wind of a world going mad.
I brace myself against the tremors of a shifting age.

Those who sense something amiss are uneasy.
They are forced to choose—to go with the flow or resist it.
Those who raise a dissent are afraid.
To speak back requires readiness for utter isolation.
Those who appear heretical are unfortunate.
They absorb the backlash of criticism.
Those who voice an objection stand on ethics.
They are compelled to self-criticize and are condemned.

The mad boundary of the world
is drawn silently.
Those who conform cross it with alarming ease.

Cooperation becomes a word used to engineer compliance.
Judgment of right and wrong is suspended to step across the line.
Discrimination and contempt become social norms.
Fail to conform, and your existence is erased.
Those who do not consent are placed outside the mad boundary.
Unfooled by crowd psychology,
they hold fast to their convictions.


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