What does glory even mean?
Is it glorious to be a queen?
To have them bend down on one knee
and watch the others scream?
Who is glory? What do they feel?
Is it fine to judge the others
while your own children steal?
Why do we feel compelled to save our brothers too?
Is it for the glory from our father
or from the guilt in you?
Hypocrisy bleeds from the faces…