you don't have the choice
of saying
I will live as those others live
cause
your lives are just like
all those others
the staples of staples by staples
for staples
shafts shafting each others on arid fields
rootless desperations
cause your meagre choices are to harvests for haves
as birthed in pain to pain
you gorge the chasms to cry rivers and drown in hate
as you have shadow dreams
and head the herds of sheep jumping the hoops of lemmings
all for one
one for little
let them eat cakes