Who in their right mind
would choose
mediocrity
for their every day?

Living to some social scientist’s
norm curve
ideal
rocking no boats

If we’re truly all average
no-one at all
hurts
too badly

Nobody suffers endless grief
from cancerous
cells
growing awry

None to experience the joy
of love and breath
given
free of heart

Everybody earning an average wage
nobody poor
absence
of wealth

And of course it’s absurd
this statistical
reduction
to mean

Who in their right mind
would choose
mediocrity
for their every day?

Such lucky collisions
brought you
here
and no-one

absolutely no-one on Earth
is like
you
You stand

alone in your glorious
technicolor
specialty
breathing a breath

no-one can mimic
your potential, possibility
desire
Live full

of what you’re made to be
Not someone else’s
ideal
Being you

Every you under the sun
averaging out
to
one whole

Let them plot the curve
you a point
time
and space

Let them
choose
mediocrity
for their every day