This World Is A Burden
And It Disgusts Me.
I Want To Deny It,
Its Inhabitants And Their Possessions.
I'm Embarrassed To Know
This Soil Produced Me.

I'm Dying To Be Elsewhere,
Trying Not To Belong In A Nature
Of Impulse And Self Indulgence.

A Brother To None,
My Kinship Lies Elsewhere.
I Am Separate And Loyal To No One,
If Born From This Soil.

I'm Embarrassed To Know You;
You Do Not Represent Me.
A Likeness Only In Structure,
Not In Mind.

I Vow To Never Belong To Anyone
Born From This Soil
A People That Follows Blindly
Will Not Reprimand Me.