Who to be weighed down?

Be quick now!

Flee!

The sun dropped it's illumination in front of me,

And made myself eminent,

Among my disciples who are eager,

Enthusiastic in executing their objective,

Which is rather asinine.

It was an idea born in the minds,

Of those who rejected reasoning.

For they chose to only,

Satisfy their own thoughtless judgments.

Who shall bear the weight of their mistakes,

If not the inferior?

The next sunrise I shall see,

Not the light I hoped,

But the darkness bestowed,

Upon my so called misdemeanor.

The truth shall set you free...