ODE TO THE POWER HUNGRY...

Connive, and jive,

Deadly as a bee hive;

Game nothing new,

Except to those like you..

 

Imagination says you are,

Some kind of different star,

Though other novas before,

Know the score...

 

Legend in your own mind,

Ego says, one of a kind;

Won't be long until,

On yourself, you overfill...

 

We tolerate the over proud,

Along with the swag, too loud;

Time tells a lot, it doesn't lie,

Even the pompous, go bye-bye...

 

Idiotic to think you're the best,

When others, rapidly, pass the test;

One day you will see,

Then, perhaps you'll be free...

 

Power means more than anything,

Regardless the price it does bring,

Which obviously, you are willing to pay,

Noted by the very things you do, and say...

 

The more you get, the more you will need,

Forgetting that you too, breathe, and bleed;

Caught up in the spell of a dream,

Constantly, you plot, and scheme...

 

Ah yah, you are something, alright,

As are so many others in sight,

Though you dare to profess to be

Superior, the truth will knock you down to reality...

 

Play on, take down as many as you can,

Use the best of your sinister plan,

Entertain us with your worst,

While we wait for your bubble to burst...

 

Your lust is evident, it glows in your eyes,

It is clear, there is no surprise,

So, if you fail to realize your cabal,

It is because you haven't got far to fall...

 

Silly person, you are just a human too,

Plus, you have no idea how to be true,

Therefore, what you dish out, you will get,

And that is THE one thing, on which you can bet!!!

 

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