identity.

all of us get taken

out of context,

all of us get taken

for a ride,


each of us is taken

for some other,

none of us is known

for what’s inside.


malefactors know

they’ll have their season,

benefactors know

they’ll get their say,


many factors make up

our appearing,

none of which mean 

anything 


today

Author: Beleaguered Servant

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