Return of the Commune

These were hardy people

Stern and stolid,

Solemn stoic

And they’re relatively equal

I can see it

And I know it

And among them

How I struggled

To conform

And integrate

To learn my place

Within a culture

I could not appropriate

Assimilation

Not my strongest suit

Linguistics class

I failed

And as a teacher of my own

I might as well have spoken Braille

And by comparison it paled

In living standards

I was jailed

But wealth disparity

Was fair

And food desertion

We could bare

And trust me

Even at its worst

I was not genuinely

Scared

So with a hindsight

20/20

Only now I see it clear,

Within a country

So much more

Divided

By its fear