Stranded in a life
In which your struggle for acceptance
Is a never-ending choreUpbraided for your actions
Past and present and rewarded for ideas
Of the future's bright open doorThe henchman, is the human analogue
Of the suffering multitudes
Who like good dogs sit and lick for their rewardSo what good advice have I got for you
To insure against your likely
Metamorphosis into this reprobate?Don't be a henchman
Stand on your laurels
Do what no one else doesAnd praise the good
Of other men for good man's sake
And when everyone else
In the world follows your leadAlthough a cold day in hell
It will surely be
That's when the entire world
Shall live in harmonyWatch out
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