It’s pitiful that I should try every cheap trick
To appear larger, more accomplished than you.
We, who are riding on the tides of Time
Must instead surrender to its power and mercy
Now, no matter what fancy threads you wear
Or how compelling a yarn I spin
You and I will fail to live up to
All the expectations we set from our self-constructed greatness.
You appear phony to me
And I, to you, insignificant.
Our greatness if any, doesn’t lie in appearances
But in our every effort to step away from them.
Appearances after all, it must be remembered
Arise from the imagination, and not from reality.
Time, will eventually, strip us off our masks
Freed from our caricatured existence, we will fall from our castles in the air.
So today, even though I co-exist with you
I am contemptuous of your insignificant life
You annoy me, and I disappoint you
You seek acceptance, and I see you as being worthy of rejection
But remember, we’re not made to relay reactions
We have the power to send forth powerful action
That powerful action is unconditioned by appearances
It may be mined from your heart
It’s in the lap of time we must seek our nurturing
As it is time that will render our rhetoric in pantomimes.