452. Your ingratitude is an exception

Your pride confuses my mind.
Your pride amuses my heart.
Your life receives nothing but
A ceaseless tribute from the foolish world.
I know not how
Your swollen head
And
Your sunken mind
Live together.
You know not how to implore,
You know not how to explore,
You know only how to explode.
Here on earth,
There in Heaven
Nothing grows without nourishment.
But
Your ingratitude is an exception,
Indeed, an unbelievable exception.