I am You

They walk, they talk, they strife

Their own glory is their drive

They bounce about the earth shitting the next meal

Like gnats around my table sniffing the leftover deal

They’ve got no plan they merely want to survive

That’s in fact their only drive!

 

I walk, I talk, I strife

My own glory is my drive

I bounce about the earth observing the deal

Like gnats I see around my leftover meal

I’ve got a plan and that’s to thrive

I am one of them

and that’s all I can drive!