My parts,
My excellencies and my shames
My willingness to be a king
And the times I play the fool
I exist in all these parts
These extremities

I want to only be a positive and noble being
But I don’t always make that noble decision
a moment of foolishness
it springs from my soul
Like a random, filthy fly

Like the trash decisions
following social protocol
So as not to wrinkle sensibilities
When I knew these people are throwing out random lies
like propaganda leaflets from a plane

I get peaceful
Like walking in a meadow
Won’t step on a roach calm
At one with al that is,
Relaxed and in control

I make decisions based on wisdom
not merely the facts
And I act irrationally
Because I can