Collective Achievement Poem by Edwin Xander

Mindless dilution,
Groundless solution.
Motionless argument
Emotionless dissent,
The thousand hours spent
Rending thought from latent
And blatantly vacant
Wells of void skull-space
An enjoyed null-race
With a nod as sole prize.

How easy to despise
The dull, cow-eyes
Of mediocre demands
And still blander hands
Duplicating a single word
Its implications absurd
'Anonymous'
'Anonymous'
'Anonymous'
Glory be to we without name
Reverence on high to my refrain
From putting form to thought
Abdicating and hating
The war that must be fought,
Scintillating and fating
Some greater judgment to be made...
For we would rather fade.

Desert places and weathered faces
Bowing deep and scraping graces
Before silence's dripping maw
Unspoken words' far deeper flaw...

I cannot dance, for I must sleep
So 'I' shall bow for 'we' to keep.