stranded   in a life in which your struggle for acceptance   is a never-ending chore   upbraided   for your actions past and present and rewarded for ideas   of the future's bright open door   the henchman   is the human analogue of the suffering multitudes   who like good dogs sit and lick for their reward   so what good advice have I got for you   to insure against your likely metamorphosis into this reprobate?   don't be a henchman!   stand on your laurels   do what no one else does   praise the good of other men for good man's sake   and when everyone else in the world follows your lead   (although a cold day in hell it will surely be)   that's when the entire world shall live in harmony