I stand inside the glass case
always alone
a show piece but not really
just the price of thinking differently
"Item one!" hollers the auctioneer
a crowd of potential buyers gather
they all look alike
almost identical
but nothing like me
"Oh isn't she beautiful!" one bidder remarks
"Exquisite!" another yells excitedly
"Minute and so finely detailed!" still another shouts
"Unique, truly one-of-a-kind!" shrieks a louder one still
"Fifty thousand!" cries the first bidder
"Eighty thousand!" says the next
"Make that one hundred thousand!"
Then I hear
my own voice
scream
"I bid one ounce of truth!"
Glass shatters at my feet
all around
Now I stand alone amongst the shards
in an empty room
my world, all I know
the highest bid wins
Independent minds think alone but not alike
Copyright © 2010 L.Warren
(Inspired by a poem my grandmother used to tell me as a child)
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