I was a humble man
quietly plodding on flying below the radar
No air or graces or do you know who I am
then they sent me darkness and started the trial
and made me acknowledge what a brilliant and gifted man I am
Beneath every cloud I found the silver lining
and realized that stars dazzle brilliantly
against the black-drop of darkness' sins
And the whites of illuminated days
hide **** atrocious lies and secrets
for diseased dirt and ills hide homely
in translucent spotless hues and pores
The practiced timeless cons of ages
by ageless con merchants