Crown the BLaCk Sheep!

Crown the black sheep;
the kids with minds of they own where they ain't supposed to think
crown the instinct and the urge to stand against the norm
crown the sons of men who fly where others run
crown those of us who fall in love with anything tagged wrong
crown that belief that lets us say we don't throw punches; but we're strong

Crown that God given gift that abides misunderstood
that section of your persona that chooses to function under the unction of your desire for a reconstruction of the immediate environment
that portion of your soul that makes you do the re-wiring
that thing deep down inside that knows you wont win but is ready to die fighting
the very demon on your shoulder that says you're right; they shud quit arguing
Crown your ideas and your dreams and your goals, irrespective of how lofty they seem

Crown your resolve to never give up...crown your status as the rejected stone...Crown the head above which the houseflies buzz...