Elegy on Exceptionalism

If you do what you’re meant to

and you do it well…


there’s no way in hell

you won’t be able to get

what most fail to


since you’ll be indispensable

in the value chain.

In this life, it’s plainly reflected

no need for one to tell…


that the hood or the block is the chain

that the food or the pork has poisoned the brain


plainly one can see

who wears the chains

of contemporary urban peasantry


it’s so easy to tell…

for they never do what they are meant to

only what they are told to


no wonder they never do anything well enough too!

Never get what they want

only what they are allowed to

or what they are given

oh, well…

novocaine

procaine

they are one and the same


expendables

common

civilised.


Eternity of Dreams