'Juggernot'A Poem by PeteBe yourself- not your idea of what you think somebody else's idea of yourself should be. - Thoreau![]() Undercover. Going for the jugular. Conformity drinks a slow death fizz and pisses a bankrupt biz. Battles won. Wars fought. A barrage of bodacious bouquets scattered and caught. Truth's tired lessons voraciously taught. Melees and brouhahas. Shouting their perverted "Ooh La La's". The mob rules. Like a bunch of fickle fools. Mumbling treason and thinking aloud. "Should I go along with the crowd?" After all, they think my soul's been bought. But I don't like their open-and-shut plot. I'll run far away from this tainted, twisted ... ... 'juggernot' ... © 2019 PeteAuthor's Note
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