Away You Duplicants
Away You Duplicant
By Tony DeLorger © 2014
Who will fill my waking hours,
with a misfits ears and eyes awake,
the gormless chatter of fools,
ever immersed in the mundane, shallow thoughts,
of a life sort in abundance.
Their voices plague my consciousness,
the shrill wining of discontent,
and the valueless striving of self,
preening and striding like a lyre bird,
their worth the show of many colours.
My day resists their urges,
their persistent pleading for reassurance,
the placating of all they say in mind-numbing detail,
aching my ears from the resounding waves,
of me, me, me, me, mmmmeeeeee!
I hide in the shadows, trying not to be noticed,
for fear of locking attention,
suffering yet more of their fanciful dreams and cackle,
all in a blur of sound that reverberates into a cacophony of headache,
and an exhausted, bruised brain.
But I am surrounded,
bombarded with the whims of emotional deserts,
lost in the pursuit of fancy and self-glorification,
bubbles and hairlessness,
bling-laden trophies of social acceptance.
Oh save me from these duplicants,
these replicated drones of emptiness,
heartless in their actions, soulless in their beliefs,
riding life til it wares to the bone, diseased,
and the destination chosen never to be found.
This wonderful world is filled with very different people, and that makes it all the more interesting, but some people are just so far away from your own thinking, they may as well be Martians.