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Jun 2011
They’re going to tell you you’re wrong
small, small people
with big agendas
they will tell you you are wrong.

Your shoes, your looks,
your hearts, your desires,
your needs, your car,
your houses.
All wrong.

Perhaps they too were told
they were wrong
The reasons, speculative at best
are inconsequential.

They are going to tell you you’re wrong.
They’re selling you something.
Food, clothes, houses, pleasure, salvation.
They want what you have
money, time, spirit, energy, ***.
And their best means
to get their ends
is telling you you’re wrong.

You’re not wrong.
You’re perfect.
You’re right and justified in
your character
your thoughts
your self.

What are they telling you?
Written by
Austin Young
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