Black Hole Unique
You fear being faceless
To the marrow of your
Unseen white bones
Bred to feel unique
This may be your
Greatest curse
The dull emotion
That puppets
The bones
Under the curse
Of uniqueness
Is like a black hole
Sucking in the
Material world
As sacrifice
To feed the fire
Of illusion
Remember
Reality
Is its own
Foundation
And illusion
Is a bonfire
Rapaciously
Swallowing
Forests whole
Do not fear being
Common
Unplug yourself
From the machine
That projects
Phantoms
Of uniqueness
Watch those
Puppets
Implode
Under the strain
And know
Eventually
No one can bear
The lie
For we are
As common
And uniform
As leaves
Spreading above
A great trunk
Of grace
Our only job is
To serve
As we gather
The light from above
And pray
