“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.
