Although usually hidden from plain view, You always feel my presence behind you. If I become too much, and you want me off your back, you’d better cut me off completely or suffer my wrath.

In ancient times, I bore new cities I tended the very spark of life Firstborn goddess's divine duties Brought her to kneel by my side Once the center of the home Now an ornamental place I stand tall, I stand alone I carry my mantle with such grace

I read the sky while standing still. I turn without moving. Time obeys me.

I’m full of holes but I hold water, what am I?

Cross a pirate and I might be your last stop 'fore heaven, And me-ing was a weird Internet fad back in Twenty-Eleven. I'm also a core-strengthening move you might want to try, In some Bibles, Jesus says to remove the me from your eye.