Ignoble Vessels

You think you are a man
But you are only a flower

The pleasures of your youth will only last an hour

You think you are a king
But you are a butterfly

When the sun goes down your day'll be done
And your wings float away into the sky

It's ok because that's your choice
And it's for that reason God has given you a voice

To say yes or no
To choose life or death

So at the end of the rainbow
There might be something left

In your case a condom with signature in cum

"I was here."

Well done son!