Genus, species, class, and type:
All that’s left when past the hype —
Boom. The moment’s here and passed —
Turn around, you’ve been typecast.
Your shortcomings are well-known —
How you rate, and where you’ve flown —
Suddenly, perception locks,
And you’re placed within a box
That explains what you are for:
And will be, for evermore.
Genus, species, type and class:
Stuck in place, you’ve been

Author: Beleaguered Servant

Owen "Beleaguered" Servant (a/k/a Sibelius Russell) writes poetry mostly, with an occasional pause to have a seizure.

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