put on your identity!
as staged: you are family.
you are no person, but an entity.
failure is non-conformity. this is a game.
you put your heart on the line.
you needn’t a name.
glory? – ha – not thine.
get on your horse, noble knight,
’tis your honour.
submit, and remain high in sight,
for eminence is your armour. (the mask of gold
shields the invisible cloak
of passion’s death
for incomparable success.) “who are you?
you have no rank
is it not enough?
we acknowledge your existence
and thank you.
the day will come
that marks the end.
never in sync,
so why try again?” (listen – do you hear their plea?
speak of your facade now.
how you cherish only those who stand with you.
how all else is insignificant.
how you prioritise oblivion.) (they see you hang your sign –
the Elites only.
sad little tools for proselytisation, I must thank you. truly.
I want no part of your exclusive conformity.)
originally published 7 Aug 2015