As if the world belonged to them.
That kind of person is usually not me,
For I prefer to just sit and listen.
But they belong to a class that makes its fortune,
By just believing that it's theirs by divine right.
I wish I had that power within me,
And if I do, I wish it would come to light.
With that power I could do so much good,
Though I don't know if it necessitates,
Spirits of evil working within me.
For such presumption, perhaps there must too be hate.
And it's alright,
I might be able to still play the game,
With obliviousness on my side,
I might just win the world all the same.
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