Cursed to be
The dreadful man I’m cursed to be
A path with no escape
The person with the worst in me
I have to set me straight
Eternally recurring, like the father in the house
Of burning inequality, one cannot do without
Hoarding but benevolent, the devil in disguise
The keeper of the secrets,
The harbinger of lies
To be as if one should not be
The ghost of fathers past
The promise of uncertainty
No man is made to last
