Do you all think I fell through the cracks, supposedly,
because I did not stoop like a tired tree for
your obtuse, oblique propositions? I am not lame
and I am not tame. There is a lot of sui juris about my
structure that does not fall prey to wily mandamus;
I have to look after the menagerie; not after
selfish design; I will always know my priority.
Look at altruism, it can’t be selfish like you all are!
Do you think I’d write off my dignity for your footfalls –
I wasn’t born to accede to the gifts of the Magi?
Should simple pursuit be manipulated? Does
it mean I have to suffer inertia because every act is
blasphemed as misdemeanour by ghastly opportunists?
Then, I should dress with no costume and parade naked on
the streets? Your presumptious laurels are your wickedness! Let’s see
who can impose a cordon on me, and make me invisible. It is you
all who ought to be imprisoned, not me? Dare you try to obfuscate
my predicament, and not be spared of objurgation? I dare you all
to appropriate me to destruction! I am going to use my own prerogatives!
GET FUCKED!!!!
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