Us...Filthy Imperfect Humans

Sheltered in denial
Reformed and molded by ego
These traits we accuse each other
Cease!
For these traits dwell within each one of us
Not in everybody but you
You...the self proclaimed robots

Walking reptiles we are as well
Watch your palms etched in snake skin patterns
Shedding them while shifting from person to another
But after all
Our shit smells like Jasmine to us
But any else’s is a disgrace and disgust to us
Us...The self proclaimed perfect robots

And when we surge people our absolute
From infinite to driblets
They call us selfish
For when you feed a man a pile of gold
He only grasps for more!
And when you tend to complain
You obtain disdain
But blame them not
for what they are is as well what we are but deny
Which makes that all of us
Us...Filthy imperfect humans