Can I help it if we’re different?
If you’ve convinced yourself I’m better?
Jealousy is a byproduct
You’ve packaged quite well
With your self-imposed doubt.
The power to walk over the ether
With ease, is not of my own making,
Outlining the possible origins of such
Is not a construct best defined
To an earthly constituent
Unaware of being a cog
In a much bigger game.
Apologies if I don’t have time
To appease to your satisfaction;
Dumbing myself down
To make you feel relevant.
No, that’s not my job
I leave that chore to those
Who think much of you,
Those you claim exist
At the very least.
My fight lies elsewhere
As the 5th dimension of thought
That I embrace dictates
I bear the torch
For a cause that dwarfs
Your life’s ambition …
To reach me.
– Original-Dante ©2016
Photograph by: NovaMcKnighten
O.D. 