Tar(great) Group

Have you been naive

unfortunate too

a little obnoxious of you

to have dreamt of greatness?

To have fallen pray

to harmless displays

of boardroom satisfactions

and passionate interactions

carefully crafted to steal you from reality

as you pay for a capitalistic morality.

Did the anaesthetic lights

entice you to desire

the casual grace of stardom

or the power of a performer,

with interviews flooded in diplomacy

as they speak for humanity

speak for our minds

speak for the little creatures within us

that crave to hear a song

a song they can see themselves in

crave to watch a movie

A movie they’d win an Oscar for, later in the shower

crave to read a book

dreaming to write one someday

our little greedy minds

empty and disoriented without our recreations

voiceless without our afflictions

watching lives on screens, stages and paper

all while fervidly fantasising

of our wild and vile ambitions

cramped between

our bills and our dreams

building castles in air

free from worldly despair

found in media abominations

and success story revelations

So did you too get impregnated

with a targeted idea of greatness?