#AloneInCrowd

In defiance raised, a solitary sign,
The middle finger, bold and unrefined,
A gesture fierce, a boundary's line.

Amidst the fray of thoughts unkind,
It speaks of scorn, of rebel's creed,
Against the norms, it stands enshrined.

A symbol of dissent, of daring deed,
It challenges the status quo's embrace,
With silent words, it plants the seed.

Yet in its gesture, there's a trace of power,
Of protest, raw and true,
The middle finger, in its place...Fuck You.


© C.Warner