Funeral of my integrity

My anger is reasonable,
‘cause your views are different than mine.
My contempt at your dispositions,
My god holier than thine.
How dare you defy me?
(I hold no powers of god.)
(I cannot give life whatsoever.)
(I’ll take yours though, isn’t it odd?)
And oh a paradox it is,
I’m forcing you not to think,
And beating your head with my fist,
at the funeral of my integrity.

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