Freedom of choice, to shine or fade. Speak out if your decisions made. Your words were never enough, don't try to fool me. Your smiles, your scowls, and your broken vows. Your limited thought, your senseless acts, open the door to the golden calf. Expand your mind heart and soul. By Fred "The Fish" Ferrill(R.I.P.). An original poem written to express the alternatives to conformity.�

You fear the dark, you fear tight spaces, you even fear your own mother. You yell, "no fear!", and yet you do fear, you fear all of which you don't understand. Fear is nearly the equivalent of hatred, therefore, you hate all of which you don't understand. This misunderstanding is of your own demise. Fred Ferrill(R.I.P.)�