as i walk amongst you pitiful humans, i chuckle and stare in amazement
at the way you carry yourself
is your rightousness so dominat in your mind that you cant tell
who you are, were you came from
the shattered pieces of your ego are hazards on the path i walk
the wimper of your wailing crys that know your self absorbing
senses are fading, brings a smile to me
your trueness, you finally realize, makes you weak, when its
your turn to bear the burden ot the wrong you have done
and then you expect me to resolve it all, ah but i think i have better
things to do, perhaps i can finally teach love and the understanding
that i preach so much, to the next and perhaps final generation
if i so desire.