You’ve had far too much time to contemplate
The benefits of uniformity.
How well has it served to approximate
Somebody else’s bland conformity?
The same color painted with the same brush –
Overdone, clearly, in the broadest strokes.
You and your army burst forth in a rush,
Oblivious. You’re the butt of our jokes,
Tripping over each other left and right –
Your pedestal’s high, but hollow inside.
Before it crumbles beneath you, hold tight –
I’ll bring a ladder, save you from your pride.
Just what in the hell are you thinking of?
Are you a person or persona, love?