Aren’t we high above
humility?
Like: been here, done this,
done that all before.
Enraged by stooping
to stupidity.
“They have stricken me.,
and I was not sick;
they have beaten me,
and I felt it not:..
…when shall I awake?
I will seek it yet again.”
From mud or monkey,
what’s your pedigree?
Digressing through millennia,
we sore.
I press the weights
of all humanity.
the fragrance writer 
🌷Aren’t we high above humility? Like: been here, done this,done that all before Enraged by stooping to stupidity.🌷
Yes Sir, to the best of my knowledge
The second stanza says it all
Numbed with pain – so sore
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