Condescension

Through the darkness of reverie
I lookout and see
Millions scrolling beneath me
Creeping under the burden
Of servitude to their
Ultimate master: uniformity.

I lay awake
Not engulfed, not pertained
Out of the eternal circle of conformity
Excluded like a renegade.

Nobody cast me away
Nobody flinched at my presence
Nobody dared to look at my eyes
And command me to depart.

It was I who chose
To inflict the banishment
From the cycle;
And to rest at the zenith
Watching the miserable
Lesser beings crawling underneath
And take the sigh of relief
For I fended the lust
To belong.

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