Who do you think you are?
A great part of everything,
designated by god to preach
your views?
Think again.
You are nothing more
than a speck of dust
in the big picture.
There is no god who has
time for every speck.
Do you watch every
ant on Earth and guide
them on their journey?
Accept your fate.
You are nothing more
than a speck.
Dust.
Insignificant.
And the sooner you understand,
the happier you’ll become.
