All the Men of Exile...

All the men of exile
Considered quite the same
Condemned as being vile
Abandoned by a game

Considered in their ranks diverse
The members of each tribe converse
Debating as to whom they'll curse
and order them to then disperse

Of all the various kinds of men
The most diverse have always been
The ones opposed by all the rest
And never welcomed as a guest

All the men of exile
Treated quite the same
Banished from a returning smile
Demonized by name

The only truly common thread
Among the outcasts left for dead
Is deviation from the heard
In any variance, just one word

Though every exile is unique
It's rarely found in any critique
Instead the narratives just proclaim
That every variance is all the same

Without a trace of any semblance
The exiled truths defy resemblance
And with no words to speak or hear
The exile is derived from here

All the men of exile
In a world so far away
Condemned for varied style
And doomed to never stay

Of all the men cast out
Most all present a danger
The voice that causes doubt
Will breathe a tempest stranger

All the men of exile
Lost before they've gone
None will walk their mile
But in circles carry-on