Thus must it always be:
all points of view converge in me.
My view holds currency:
it is correct.
In other views
veracity is suspect.
You prattle about vision,
while shaming the truth;
but your message is crude,
with crafting uncouth.
With the strength of right
I ignore what you say.
Your ideas are wrong:
now just go away.
Facts you state
are known to be lies,
while my point of view
is all-knowing and wise.
Just think, and you will surely see,
the mantle of truth is worn by me.