you came out
and you settled in the confines
and they gave you an identity
and a context,
an operating platform
and you saw the world
and you wanted to make meaning
and you wondered
what the hell is going on here -
and what did you do?
you took a belief
a Book, a Leader
a system
and you cling to it
for dear life
for eternity, you think
or did they do it to you?
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