Between the Chairs -- A Rubinshteinic Poem
- Mr. Tomasio Rubinshtein
- Sep 13, 2020
- 2 min read
Updated: Apr 23

Some people, worldwide, are just too unfit for society..
Some will be unemployed, others witness the hypocrisy of the "community"..
And often only some peace from it can be bought!
Hence why I choose hermitage, I kid you not,
I despise the social, not the solo.
Some people, worldwide, are just too unfit for society..
Even democracy is not always the place for the inherently eccentric.
You'll be rejected, after no more than one blink!
And all of this, can make you stop and think,
Where much more peace, might be shown?"
Between, the chairs, between them many live,
Like shadows, in the underbelly of those who leave,
By desire, by force, perhaps a mixture of both,
Some are lovely, some are subjects to loath,
Some are too small, too wide or just unfit for the road!
And some can't make the -
Desire, the fire, the model to admire, the example to be able to inspire, the ability to lift a company far and higher, the ability to obey like a loyal squire, to date, to sex, to bring the world happy kids and provide whatever they would ever desire and need!
(Short Pause)
Some people, worldwide, are just too between the chairs for society!
Some are too strange, too unfit to be tolerated for their individuality!
And all I want, is just to be free,
To preserve for the rest of my days, a strong sense of serenity!
But I guess I'll just try to make you understand,
That I'll remain a loner, not a follower,
In a construct built on, stress and conformity.
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