They

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They don’t want you to fail
But won’t set you up for

Success.

Sucks—
The minor details
Always do.

Be creative—
You can do it—
Hide your

Creativity.

By creative,
Know they mean

Cog.

They want you
To be a
Cog.

A smooth fitting
Piece to fit in—
To use until
There is
No more
Use—

A fucking
Cog.

But you cannot—
You will not be just
Another fucking cog.

You are a person,
Full and whole,
Dynamic and
Integrated.

You are no cog,
Nor will you get stuck
At the bottom
Of a systemic bog,

Millstone necktied
To the stinky serpent
Sinisterly snarling
For blind subserviance.

You stand there—
Fully aware—

No fog,

You make a
Mental log.

They always try,
But you are no cog—
And you know,
So long as you never

Sell out,

Your failure
They set success up for,
Is your freedom
To fly and do

Much more.

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