Kenosis

I am so important, or that's how I behave,
So unlike the Christ I claim to follow
He could've used His power; instead He chose the grave,
Obedient to the Father's faithful calling

Duty, love, and honor turn their eyes to me,
So I may seek the strong, and pure, and noble
But in my land of fancy, I look and do not see
How God's self-sacrifice could make us hopeful