The struggle and hypocrisy as a moral being.

I know my worth,

Don’t you know yours?

A corpse wavering at the tube station exit,

Standing on a rock, telescope in hand,

Smiling as I look through my box film,

All-knowing and swelled,

 

I know my worth,

Don’t you know yours?

A giant among all,

A recycled bottle to the rest,

Vegetarian-McDonalds-loving,

War sympathist-tree hugging,

Carefree wise and all the rest of it,

 

I know my worth,

Don’t you know yours?

The greatness the mediocrity the explosion

Human I stand,

My brain in my hand,

What use is all…

What use is all…

What use…

 

I know my worth,

Don’t you know yours?


Submitted: May 20, 2014

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