Identity Crisis Poem by D.N. Rebb

Why you ask?
Privacy preservation, written
Personal recognition, hidden

Why cheer now?
Transparent honesty, we can't see
Delete me with one tap, so easy

Who now cries?
A nonliterary, pedantry
Words of logical truth, so hungry

Who finds me?
The perfect disguise, out in plain site
As there's always something, left to write

How then so?
Erase me from shared memory, please
I'm begging you, really on my knees

When's it end?
Soon as I grab the pen, to re-write
A counter revolution, damn right