I remember, once, a blonde girl called you
Arrogant, and I did not understand.
With me, you were always obsequious:
My opinions superseded your own,
You never thought you had a brighter mind.
Why then, would she allege this arrogance?
Perhaps in the past you offended her,
But I envision a simpler answer.
Perhaps you think yourself above the world,
This human that rises up from nothing,
And now I see why you cower from me.
Be lord of your lands and fields, if you wish.
I do not desire those things that you love,
I am pleased that you have your ambitions
But I'll put you in the ocean if you cross me.
Remember.
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