How can you call yourself Prophet?
Does your hubris know no bounds?
Who are you to say you are divine?
What greatness sets you apart?I cannot help but smile
I am so glad you asked
Your mistake is in your assumption
That you are below HeavenMy holiness does not come from separation
I am sacred in that I am one of seven billion
I am different in only one respectI hold Lucifer’s gift to my chest
I bare that ancient light
Though the flame licks at my heart
Though the obelisks before me cast mighty shadowsI cannot help but smile
I am of the knowing who learned
We need not be greater than humanity
To consider ourselves holyEvery human is a god not yet born
I am my own prophet
As are you