Don't sneer at me, you pompous fool.
My star is waxing while yours is on the wane.
At least I can admit the folly of life,
Yours and mine shall end the same,
And none of your vast ego can alter that.
You think that you can change the world,
But the world is bigger than you realize,
And it won't weep at your passing.
George Chadderdon © 1991