Average People



Abject loneliness takes over

as a formidable horde of people

gather around in societies of

arrogant and pompous cliques.



A hand flip brushes you away

like crumbs falling to the floor,

left for someone else to clean

or sweep away under a rug.



Hunched and hiding in plain sight

silently pleading for acknowledgment

of any small grain of worth given

to recognize your value in this world.



Fashionably dressed Barbie dolls

with their designer clothes and shoes

rebuff the wallflower amidst their

beautiful bouquets of lovely people.



Bubbly, blonde and brainless baubles

they rely on their looks to get ahead and

utilize sarcastic praises to gain favor,

their plastic bodies enhanced to hide flaws.



Those less endowed with natural beauty

are set aside, hidden in the bowels so as

not to infect others with drab mediocrity

and ordinary existence as though diseased.



In a world of mainly average people,

reality continues to be a daily struggle

of competing with the phoniness and

feelings of being rejected and invisible.