Beholder of your movements,
Do not be led astray,
Dare not into the darkened night,
Forget the other fray;
Remember what your mama said,
She told a story true,
That we are them, and they are us,
But we still control the moves.
To think there's another,
Who places hands, and hides our cards,
Beholds our unborn brothers;
Creator of the highest reach-
Be sure, believe there none;
You are the colonel of your tides,
And not beheld by anyone.