there was a time
some time ago
when I thought
I might
make the grade
but then
mediocrity came
to take my ochre stained hand
walking with me
making sure
i wouldn't fly too high
making sure
that at best
i would only stand
amongst the wannabe crowd
amongst the billions of losers
and the millions of drifters
those that couldn't rise above
things that only crawl
creeping upon the earth
all those beings
that shall never lead the band
or shine
like a bright star
above mediocrity
that mediocre lot
where only mediocrity
reaches out
grasping at a mediocre hand
leading each one of us
through myriads of failures
to that inevitable place
where we finally rise to shine
face to face
with a faceless god
then we fall
no - we jump
into the unspeakable
take that fateful leap
and for some reason
God catches us
just before we crash again
in another mediocre land

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