Proud Idiot

Affixiated on convolution
Not bothered my solution
Freely inhaling pollution
All in a days work

Meager little problems
With no attempts to solve them
Buried head like ostrich
All in a days words

Fed with half thoughts
Your mind, and all it's got
Angry at a drop
Weak men posed as leaders

Weaker still, believers believing
Blind oracles, lie of seeing
No logic, empty minds for feeding
The unintelligible grasp toward anything familiar-

Self convincing on display
Low IQs to rule your day
Proud and happy stupid slaves
Corruption pats your simple heads

Opportunity unmissed
To speak unto your arrogance
Vomit spewing from their lips
While you eat it up

Seems the mass cant get enough
Anything to shield corrupt
The dull to make feel lucid
Convince the dumb to not feel stupid

But yet all the same
The stupidity remains
Happy with the flag they wave
Met with constant rolling eyes

You are part of who i speak of
Silence seems to speak up
Cowardly and stupid
Too frequent for amusement

Bland eyes too shallow to think
Kool-aid in abundance to drink
Slow sand in which to sink
Ancient normality

Malignant numbers battle
On the fence like cattle
Opinions now unhandled
Donned in their meek coats

To simply ego stroke
Non achievement, yet still bloats
Someone elses words lay in your throats
Repeat them as if your own

Cocky walks full of gloat
The door closes, secret mopes
Better thoughts birthed straight from dope
You wouldn't breathe if they didn't allow

Yelling freedom how?
Freedom rings,
The doorbell,
Stuck on the couch

Cradling history
Neglecting progress
Like so many failed civilizations
Previously fallen

Go flap your gums
Stuck under your table
Carving "facts"
You took from fables
Questions asked
But you're unable
We're all the same 😍
Echo chamber 😐

Gold medal in your mental hurdles
Salute to your stagnations
First place on your soap box
Purposely forgotten congratulations

You're not as smart as you think
One thought would bring you to the brink
Wiping drool off of your PhD
I'm watching, stuck in a half blink
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So here's my words to almost all of ya
Writing porn, that's not erotica
Thinking your lines are held so stoic
Just another below average,
Mediocre,
Non-talented,
Pretentious poet.