Defectives

Standards and rules like a cage set boundaries for ourselves
And stifles individuality
When one falls out of these boundaries,we call him defective
Different and unconforming,we set them aside
But who are we to question the creator's work
We look but don't see
Like a sculptor,only he sees beauty in a piece of rock
He doesn't see defectives,rather effectives
Effectives with change causing ability
Buried potential,like oil waiting to be deployed
Only if we would see with the eyes of a sculptor
We will see what lies within