Timid to critical of the nurturing hand. Miles deep in yourself.
The ego you relish from a redemptive stand. The one all knowing.
Who, what, where and when? Pleas and chants, victimless rants,
who are you to concede and staple character? Who are we to listen endlessly?
One eyed, luring the feeble minded and disposed.
Lacking accountability for end-all prose.
The one all knowing? Dig the shit out of your mouth.