I hate it when people talk about philosophy,

　　As if they know what they`re talking about,

　　I hate it when people speak of religion,

　　As if they knew what they were talking about,

　　It`s sad,

　　It`s a very sad ordeal,Taken from Royal Road, this narrative should be reported if found on Amazon.

　　Even art,

　　Especially art,

　　These are things you approach with a bowed head,

　　Things you approach with a humble mind,

　　Lest they climb over you,

　　As your head enters your ass,

　　These things are of god,

　　And as we sit here talking about it,

　　It`s as if he is watching an ant,

　　Announce to the world,

　　The height of what it`s seen,

　　An ant say with a pride much greater than it can withstand,

　　That he knows what he`s talking about,

　　But alas,

　　Talk we must,

　　For we are human,

　　We are curious,

　　And I see it in many of you,

　　The yearning,

　　The desperation,

　　To know your father.