I look down on them
To whom I am elder,
To whom I am senior
Or to whom I am higher.
I look down on them
Whom I feed,
Whom I pay
Or whom I pity.
I look down on them
Who come for help,
Who come for alms
Or who come to borrow.
I’m not high.
So as to be high
I make them low,
By which I fall low.
17.05.2010
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