AN ODE TO THE MEDIOCRE

AN ODE TO THE MEDIOCRE

you rise
you rose

you have risen

then?
after a time
the belittlement
and their ego driven jealousy

begins

and in turn
they will overlook
you to make themselves
immortal for a whole ten
seconds of fame

and they will fear
that you get there 1st

wherever
the fuck exactly

that is

and they will secretly & privately worry that their self made images will disinigrate into the thin air that were nothing to begin with in the first place

they will lie about you in private only for their own acknowledgement

while the crowds
feed on hype

and believe in their shit

and not your truth
or depth

and they will
steal your thoughts
ideas & creativity
and place them upon their
own self worshipping alters

without a second thought

hey
look what I did

(didn’t)

and they will fear that
you will speak the truth and
that the masses will accept it

destroying their existence
wholly built upon

shit

but the true artist
still remains

unbreakable &
unphased

laughing at them
and creating

which is something
and the impossible
that they cannot

do

~ R.M. Engelhardt
© 2026