The four letter title that follows for eternity
To tell every man who can read,
every man who is still
That one was once a dweller of the patched land.
Be it clothed or ragged, it stays before the earthly name
Before we all attain,
humility should be our compass

I have it all
I know them all

On my mobile are all my friends
Since the real ones stab without remorse
On my mobile I lend my trust
Freely I give each morning with a loving 'Hello'
I have none around when life kicks
On my mobile are people who, freely, they give a facade of what not
I am all to none and none to all
I live by me for me and with me

For

I have it all,
I know them all.