They don’t want you to fail
But won’t set you up for
Success.
Sucks—
The minor details
Always do.
Be creative—
You can do it—
Hide your
Creativity.
By creative,
Know they mean
Cog.
They want you
To be a
Cog.
A smooth fitting
Piece to fit in—
To use until
There is
No more
Use—
A fucking
Cog.
But you cannot—
You will not be just
Another fucking cog.
You are a person,
Full and whole,
Dynamic and
Integrated.
You are no cog,
Nor will you get stuck
At the bottom
Of a systemic bog,
Millstone necktied
To the stinky serpent
Sinisterly snarling
For blind subserviance.
You stand there—
Fully aware—
No fog,
You make a
Mental log.
They always try,
But you are no cog—
And you know,
So long as you never
Sell out,
Your failure
They set success up for,
Is your freedom
To fly and do
Much more.
© 2025 Tristan Robert Lange. All rights reserved.
First published on tristanrobertlange.com, November 8, 2025.
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Machinery rusts and breaks down. A wrench in the works always works showing creativity to the jerks. We all are cogs like it or not in a society too full of moving parts. Good write my friend
Thanks, Soren…the “wrench in the works”...indeed. That makes me grin. You nailed it...creativity’s the best kind of sabotage. Thanks, my dear friend! ⚙️🧠🖤🔥
Always my pleasure Tristan
Good write, Tristan. I enjoyed the read.
Thank you Jerry! Glad it delivered, my friend! ⚙️🧠🖤🔥
Nor a spoke, which shares the weight with others, equally distributed... but the cog carries all that weight... going off on a journey of thought. Thanks for the first-class tickets, T! 🕊️🙏
Totally Rik! I love that you spun it toward balance...spokes sharing weight instead of cogs grinding alone. Your thought journeys are always looked forward too and appreciated, my friend. ⚙️🧠🖤🔥
To be a cog or not to be a cog that is the question, either way it seems we are a cog. LOL good poem T
A cucking fog? Whatever that is?! A certain person would know, but he's too busy glugging. We know him of course. lol.
It’s advice, which in normal circumstances I’m a wee bit averse to, Tristan. However, (and you might know a more concise term – if so please inform) you have transcended that, modelled and invited the reader to accept a certain attitude, which thanks to the content I’ll give you a 👍 👍😊
And do 'they' know P? Oh no, not more to join Obi & Co! lol.
If you don't want to be a cog, be a spanner in the works.
Cogs can be replaced, creativity has to be harnessed.
Get out there and fly should be your mantra.
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