Corporate Cog
A poem...
"I cannot stand him!
Cut him loose!
This domain, mundane
yet he knows divine
He's intolerable and arrogant
thinks he's his own
when he should be mine
How dare he dream when I cannot?
How dare he see while I am blind?
Naive young boy
you are no seer
the world only turns
on wounds and fear
Can you not see my path of pain?
I've placed my dreams high on a shelf
Don't reach for yours while I've given up on mine
You must learn, like me, to hate yourself!"