worshipping yourself until
you’re deprived of feeling for humanity
having things cut from you
until you’re unmoved by triviality
lured by the crown of self worth
until your punishment is vanity
It’s time to go back to the roots of what we we’re meant to do.
We’ve entertained the fancies of men and women for decades,who assume their intellect holds supreme,
that it rules over the soul,
that, worshipping it is what makes you whole.
We’ve thought our way into unthinking, unfeeling,
severed and detached from the reality, by our own hands,
trying to outsmart ourselves, outsmart each other,
until we’re dumber than each other,
number than each other