# Facebook Post_ 2020-10-27T07_50_09.docx

Your arrogance has a cost  
Thoughts of being more  
Having no power to back it up  
The wind roars in anger  
The weather can't decide  
You've made your choice  
Your vanity has a cost  
This cost is my gift  
This cost is the curse you must bear  
The curse of indifference  
What you had to offer in my eyes  
That offer has wilted and died  
Enjoy my gift, endure your curse.