So many people

So many people

With drip-dry faces

Carrier bags

Underarm deodorisers

Decongesting

Keeping the lanes clear

Forming an orderly queue

Waiting for the chance

To receive

Believing the lie

Foregoing a chase

To survive

The cull

She was too small

Too tall

Fat

Thin

He was too old

Too young

Bald

Hirsute,

Bad breath is a sin,

Drink more water.

The older you get

The deeper in debt

You are to the dead

Who went before

You to clear the way.

Do you believe

The way it was told

Did you buy it

When it was sold?

Buy one get one free

A cheap device

To take your attention

Away from the price

Whatever that is

It must have been a cheap shot

There is no easy way

To make a wish come true.

Let the genie out

Keep a lid on it

Close the bottle

If you ever had it

In the first place.

Lose the attitude

No

Keep it

Nothing is certain

Even coffins have claw marks

On the inside.

Can you dig it?

Then dig your own way out.

That’s the problem

With rampant individualism.