Don’t Give me That

Psh…

Don’t give me that

If I’m to believe that you truly want what’s best for me

And that you would have me believe that this is indeed good for me

Where is your conviction to it?

Why can I attest to the hypocrisy of your statements?

How could you be so stupid as to perceive that I don’t witness this with my own eyes?

How could you advise me, an other, with what you’ve deemed as my best use-case. You are just amazing— is it because that’s a true belief, that you genuinely care about me?

Or do you just yearn at the ideation that I hand over my self governance to you —

that your self proclaimed position of Vizier is now appointed as the spiritual law of my temple

Don’t bring false offerings to my domain

They are hollow sacrifice

If sacrifice at all

You would boost the artificial preservatives to make it seem as if it is so, & inculcate this mind slowly… over time.

That the fruits and the grains are indeed ripe, and ready, and from fields you claimed to tend — though the only growth I smell is decay.

They are not your Gardens

The tree of knowledge is not on your land

You borrowed its likening from others

And speculated upon its valuation unto me

Like I knew nothing

So that I might relinquish my sword

For the comforts of your control

Don’t give me that

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