Short Devaluation Poems

Giving Back

I am good
but I would disintegrate everything
around me
so that from the terrestrial globe
only a speck would remain

I am intellectual
but I would gather in a trash bag
all the useless words
my poems created

I was born marked
but in a high flag
I will hang all the world banners
till only one remains

I know I loaned my body
paying interests
and daily devaluation
but quietly
I give it back