We do not fit

We do not fit in rationale of proper shapes
We do not bind with straight and simple lines,
Safe colors,
Childproof toilets
And patronizing warnings.
We pay the hefty fines
For creative outbreaks,
Forlorns of hopes and dreams
The madness and our crazy callings.
We strive to break all rules
We do not blend into the shallow forms
Of mass hysteria,
Consumer dreams,
Of wink and shake of favors.
We open our callused, bruised faces
To stones and dirt,
To spittle and agony of hate,
To the majority of white teeth and braces.
But when we are no more
We melt your hearts
With our blood and gore
That we were forced to take
So everyone we'd make
As happy and enlightened
As you are today.