Too Little Too Much
Because i am who i am
the system expects unconditional acquiescence
from me to them
without blame
for the copious draughts of inequity
flowing always one way
from them to me
Like a poisonous gas
passing through a non return valve
from them to me
with gaskets tightened with a mental torque wrench
There will never be a possibility of it ever flowing the other way
from me to them.
Like a protestant i have protested
only to be lynched in the court of public opinion
fuelled by volumes of propaganda publications
protestations and contestations falling on dead ears
akin to speaking in a vacuum.
I have to accept
i must accept
prescriptions whose labels of descriptions i am not privy to
not by virtue of illiteracy
but by virtue of being who i am
I, being who i am
in their book of gook de gook
i deserve the little that i get
the little that they give
from them to me
always giving
not in my favour
Too little too much
C.19032022
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