“Human hearts and looks deceive me thou art not like them untrue. Perish every fond ambition.”

How quickly pleased
You are
Appeased

Funny
You humans
So fickle
It seems

Happy when fed
Ruthless when led                                        [by hunger]

It seems
We aren’t
All
Gods

It seems.

…. but we mightily try

Esteem! [Me!]
Glorify! [Me!]
Follow! [Me!]
Praise! [Me!]

We shout

Praise for what?
Glorifying what?
Follow what?
Esteem what?

Petty, fickle, humans

we all.