I’m the man; yeah, I got it in spades
Offer a million and I still would not trade
Right off the bat I held a royal flush;
Got a voice like honey - makes the ladies blush.

Vive la différence, they bravely exclaim
Until you change something more than your name
Then they pretend like you do not exist
And when you start to make it - ooh, they really get pissed.

I will not be denied
Never never, by the likes, the likes of you
I will not be denied
By your failure of imagination

I want you weird, I want you strange
Find conventions to rearrange
Topple orthodoxies left and right
Only the fascist deals in black and white

Let them ignore you, let them laugh
Let them chatter behind your back
I’ve been preparing for these fifteen years
Planning their demise on the icy frontiers

I will not be denied
Never never, by the likes, the likes of you
I will not be denied
By your failure of imagination

© Kurt Riley, 2018.