because you look at yourself
from the point of view of a worm
you fear then
any bird
you wish you have wings
to see the earth from above the clouds
to master air
and soon be proud
if you think that you can be anything
or anybody
or be someone else more powerful
than a bird or a machine
if you think that life is fair
that others are just
if you believe that it is what you get
because of what you are
by all means you must have been misinformed
those who get the laurels are not necessarily the best
those who win may have their own hidden schemes
those who sit on their thrones are kings
may have committed all the sins
of power and capture
learning from this
you go back to your own simple existence
still pure and honest
a worm in silence deep down under
unmaligned undisturbed.
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