The night life glitters
Beneath the starry sky
To attempt to outshine
The light that they so provide.
“What’s yours is mine”
Is what we all tend to believe
So you best not wear
Your bleeding heart on your sleeve.
“What’s mine is yours”
Is a concept we tend to ignore
So we may depend upon ourselves
Rather than our sovereign Lord.
To outshine his guiding stars
And trail-blaze a deviant path
To a better view of the world ablaze,
Determined to have the very last laugh.