uncommon denominator
not everyone can be right so by default
all of us must be wrong
and so by nature we are born imperfect
bound by laws of the land
whether raised by good samaritans
or pack of wolves
leaders come and leaders go
and while few have managed
to make some sort of difference
it is wise to duck and run from the rest
from their abusiveness of the very institutions
having sworn to love and serve
yet there is much light to be found
outside the very door
attempting to keep you in the darkness
indeed it would be a waste
should you chose not open it
october two thousand seventeen
copyright j matthew waters
all rights reserved
jdubqca 
If there was a denominator calculating your percentage for your own writings, you would have exceeded 100 long back. Loved it again, John. Much love 🙂
Thank you so much for your thoughts and comments on this poem, Kanika.
To blindly follow is a special kind of darkness.
yes, unfortunately