An Outsider doesn't need anybody; I take care of myself!
The words of an Outsider to a person who to him is an Outsider
To impress her, maybe be her friend.
His mother would not approve. She'd just growl, and hiss and yell:
Who has made us Outsiders?
Who killed Scar?
What have I told you about THEM?
In a role he did not choose: an illigniment heir.
Meant to take the place of his friend
But, Love, Upendi, intervines.
We are one: Yes they are. They complete each other; pieces like a puzzle.