"Respect me"

Heated steel the night-star we stare at
Weather changing attitude every night
Do you still stand the changing of the times?

"I was a king and now you whip my face
I am a twenty six thousand years old
you mess up with my name, my face and history
What can I do?

I light up all your torches,
way back then
and put out mine
what did I get for pay back?

How could I ever explain?
What you cannot explain?
Why should I explain?
Only to be known as a crazy old man?

I am the light of the Earth
I taught you how to walk,
I taught you how to talk,
I taught you how to think
I taught you how to cook and eat
I made you human from monkeys

Now you whip my face
you make me cry,
you steal my identity
you still my writings
you shit in my temples
make movies out of my slaughters
give glory to the murderers

What can I do?"


Intense feelings of revenge and hatred
to eastern and western fake civilizations
No man can stand up and shout "Respect me"
None other deserves it more than him...