Ubiquitously Unique

 What it took to be unique,

Maybe a lifetime.

What it took to be unique,

Maybe a book or story of some kind.

What it took to be unique,

Maybe a quote or hymn.

What is it to be unique,

Is there any uniqueness that still strive.

Is it really worth it to be unique,

When uniqueness is so rife.

Shouldn’t we be moving away,

Where we will give a chance to reality to survive.

Maybe waging a war is a an option,

A war that will be lost like others in mind of thine.

Maybe I should stop writing,

Maybe this whole thing I am just messing up my mind.

Or maybe we can strive for meaning,

But it has no relation with poetry, right.