That One

That One can't be with us, Remember the name we've given? That One has to play the part! Can't look like us, wear like us; Whether bought or are gifts, We should rampage and ransack! Must look like the picture we painted, Image circled around by us. Remove anything that's contrary to the name we now use! Can't be Clinical, only undercover, No one but us must know what sense Exists or strategies present, though thousands spent by That One to become Clinical! How That One LOOKs must suit the new name, Tasks performed should be out of character; Not in keeping with times gone by. If not crushed by words we spread or pictures painted, We'd be asked why do we say such things. So, lets debase, disgrace, steal all or most For That One should never again Look like us or fit in. Is this hard to ponder on or decipher? Should the puzzle be ever solved when they do lie? Who'd believe the meek and lowly below the powers? Joseph had to be brought low as Potiphar's wife was Higher,' but was her story really true?