Narcissus bows, his lonely stare
Captivated by the glare
And though his brothers are all there
He knoweth not the others' care

His head so heavy with his crown
His loving gaze is only down
Beguiled by his own fair frown
And drawing closer starts to drown

Above the pool he's on his knees
His own beauty is all he sees
Fixated he begins to freeze
This is the modern disease