The superior are not superior. They thrive from abundance, They thrive from virus and dispersion. They live in the bodies of a tyrant, It is their plentifulness that renders oppression, Not their dialect. Our vision may be more vulnerable than our hearing. Tell me i'm crazy, I shall not mind. I do not mind. Make me privy to your plentifulness, My autonomic reflexes put me at a discomfort Abnormal heartbeat was unknown to I. The shadow they've left behind, brings more fright than their non-existent emotions. T'was my visionary sense, That brought me this discomfort.