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At What Cost?
The face of the unity mocks me
With blissful ignorance
It stares st me uncomprehending
Through eyes of blue, green, brown and red
The perfectly powdered nose
Points to the sky above that I cannot see
Those of us so small live in this giants shadow
And perception can only be our own
It spares us a glance and our eyes
Are assaulted by beauty so blatant and sexless
And temptation is terribly great
The need to become one with it
To see the sky and bathe in the light of the sun
To have power and strength
To be a part of the raceless, sexless, senseless
Perfection above
The question that stops the ritual
Is suddenly important again, as my senses return to me
At what cost I ask myself
To become a molecule of the whole
To be a solitary sound wave
In the voice of the one
The cost is myself and those who matter
Those who live in a darker world
Where our sickening god we despise
But what we get in return
Is the ability to be many wholes
To control our own voices and actions
Instead of a world of trading brains and conforming
We propose a world where knowledge
Replaces their majority god
On the golden pedestal we all aim to reach
