\"Charles Bukowski\"
(The Genius of the Crowd)
Beware those who seek crowds, for they are nothing alone/
Whilst aware of the Knowers, as they fear what ain\'t known
They will attempt to destroy, anything that differs from own/
Whilst those quick to praise, want the praise and it shows
As for those best at war, are the ones who preach peace/
Whilst those who preach love, bite the Apple like they\'re Eve
When a man is made average, then average he\'ll love/
And when the marriage ain\'t working, you\'ll find him in pub
Not being able to create art, is why they can\'t understand/
For when you dwell in the dark, you have no talented hand
They\'ll place blame on the Creator, when failing in life/
Whilst their disdain is perfect, and like diamond it shines
When your mind has been freed, they will lie and despise/
Like the genius in their hatred, is enough to survive
Being afraid of the mind, they don\'t like to be alone/
So a room of solitude, is not a place they will go.
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