Rebellion exists in the mind
Break the bread
Eat the mold
Turn the channel
Fake your death
Rebellion exists in the mind
Sure you can style your hair,
And wear the pants,
Strap on the boots,
Pierce your ears,
Your lip,
Your face,
Your back,
Pick up the lingo,
Read the book,
Start a fight,
Drink beer,
Act cool,
Judge harshly,
Listen to the music,
But by the time you conquer those society-influenced appointed tasks you've probably forgotten what made you start that process that amounted to nothing in the first place.
The rebellion in your mind
Has become clouded
And in the end
You're just like everyone else.
Cool poem. You seem to have it pretty much figured out. Rebellion does seem to exist in the mind...especially in the mind of the younger ones. I like the way you worded the second stanza much like a list, pointing out all of those abstractions. But the final stanza is best, I think, because it confirms the ultimate message in the end. "You're just like everyone else." Nice finish. You said it well, and it truly connected.