People praise geniuses
like they praise trophies
after all that hard work
they are put in a shelf
where  they will dust until that shelf is destroy
or until they are needed for entertainment
being drain from their polish

The trophy has no identity
It is own by society
only to be use again and again.

Some trophies accept their fate
others glamour in the sunlight where they reflect all light
being seen in the world as special
while being treated as **** at the end
and for all it's genius an all it's glory
It wasn't smart enough to break free.

I guess what all geniuses and trophies are missing is
Acknowledgment of True Self
As a genius is just a human being and a trophy, a scrap a metal
both made from the same old atoms.