I’m on the bridge
Leading to anywhere lacking
Maliciousness
Shallowness
Perfectness
And meaningless judgmental verdicts
Coming from people who know quite little
I peer down
One billion feet up
The wind murmurs
And whistles quite marvelous songs
Of what is right and what is wrong
It is not callous
Ruthless
Or heartless
Suddenly I feel fearless
I am tearless
And doubtless
They are at the precise bottom
A minuscule proportion of the crowd
Suddenly their snarky comments seem less loud
Their awe is the only sound
As they envy and resent from the ground
Mere specks that were once
Merciless tyrants
Now just followers.