I am,

Watch me consume,

engaged and untorn I plan and produce,

They wish,

I cringe, do they gather or just assume?

This is not a frozen tear for giving up

It is the ice in the hearts of my fellow men.

Originality is overrated, I know, I am unafraid,

Why hide when you can stand in plain sight, and say

"where we have gone, is not where I have come from. Let us continue."