I hold this banner above my head
It screams in green and black and red.
Scribbled thoughts and pantheons. Write my name in blood.
The same story that reads for years. The same.
Take me from room to room in the dark
Pair me with what I am used to
In their shadow I was secure
Alone in a room

But now the arena of the struggle. It covers my mind in smut.
My conscience has left the building.
I’m alone in a room.
Service slaves. Addicts of apathy. I reject.
The ones I respect will be falsely labeled narcissists. Megalomaniacs
But never cowards.

The fakes they change and crash like waves
The worms come in droves but only when it rains.

Put them back in the ground.