No-one Expects the Modern Imposition

People try to impose themselves
Even on our inner being.
It's not enough we let them rant,
They insist on us agreeing,
As though we must join in their chant.
Their effrontery's breathtaking.

They insist they're always right,
Want to make a new orthodoxy.
They try to achieve oversight,
Force through their notions so poxy.
Freedom was a passing phase;
We haven't got the moxie
To stand up for our rights.