The biggest strength lying on the lie of our being;
tells constantly of our needs
Manifold assurances to maintain day to day living.
But who is worthy of this highest of posts?
The she's and he's who reigned for centuries have long deserted their thrones
Unable to bear the dreadful weight of such a curse
Yet we lie in hope of such relief from the most wretched of souls
Each and everyone tortured by the curse
Of finding self worth to showcase to the outside world.
In this great act of ignorance emerges the noble of our times
Here is where we enslave ourselves to others of our kind
In this prostitution of perspective we see the sad demise
Of the eye that gazed gracefully at the familiarity of the divine
