I come to realize that I am both Pharaoh and the slaves
I enslave myself to back breaking labor in service of building my idols,
my idols of Praise, Prestige, and Perfection
I feel trapped, exhausted, frustrated
under this tyranny of never ending work,
yet still unable to stop building up my Image
I can’t seem to let go of the Projects
Pride rules the day
and I am a slave