Have we come back around to the storming
of Versailles, when the downtrodden
overthrow the elite in a pique fit of
vengeance
I will admit ashamedly that I would faintly
relish the hearing if it, which shows me I still
have much work to do, that I have not yet
met with non-duality squarely, for I have
always found a home amongst underdogs
Thus must I retreat to the cave to rip out the
roots of this noxious weed that is biased
by envy