Contemplation on the odu obara okanran (obara okana)

Blind faith

Is a man with no tongue

Boldly proclaiming that the excrement he eats

Is the worlds rarest and tastiest meal

Based only on what he is told

By a man starving to death

Contemplation on the odu Iwori Odi

I thank you

It’s not exactly a new lesson

But a reminder nonetheless

There will always be another 

You

Happy to play the game

While it suits you

Lamenting on life

Unloading your burden

Regaining your spirit

Nourishing yourself off the

Energies of others

Until that moment when

Composure regained

Confidence restored

You no longer need my eyes

To gaze upon your reflection

Shoulder turned cold

Now that you’ve found a new

Distraction

No hard feelings

You live unaware

I know better

Farewell 

Narcissus