As if we're all of the same ilk
as if ignorance is my cup of tea
as if any common filly is worth my while
as if I'm one of their substandard specimen
as if I am not the one who holds them in contempt
as if they can ever be gracious enlightened and noble
as if their crude crass thuggery is not the norm of blunt minds
as if
as if
as if
pedigree blue blood
does not agitate them
and plunge them into red mist
where they find semblance never substance