Feed My Starving Ego

I am that man,
quiet exterior,
turbulent insides that mock,
the true nature of my kind, soft,
demeanor.
Give me something to chew on,
I will respond,
sustenance is my substance, of course,
that’s what they tell me,
I strive to organize my plate
with all the resources available,
give me strength,
let me value the grace of
a well fed ego before the reality around me
turns my insides out.

I walk amongst the people,
the ones I choose,
and they feed me with wrath, avarice, confusion,
so when I react,
when time comes upon me to be a leader,
I will starve you all
with my own satisfaction,
until my appetite,
my enormous caverns of self-righteous
ego
can far outweigh the needs around me,
ah, calorie counters,
I love calorie counters,
they’re my favorite people.

Give me the liberty to react
with my own agenda
so I can satisfy my own hunger
for the eyes,
the fabulous eyes,
that allow me to think I have
ignited the fires,
set in motion the movement,
while beyond the green screen facade,
the real starvation continues,
just beyond my scope of vision.
Let them eat cake.

Heads Explode

When the summer air dries the mind,

while the human condition  becomes designed,

to employ an ideal,

to suggest we steal

each other’s value for the benefit of our own

each mannerism, gesture from where found unknown.

We only benefit by the knowledge of truth

as that reality slides we belong long in the tooth.

He wanted to take over the centerstage,

he took a walk cognizant of age,

the public suggested he was the one

he was the sort of person we’d hope had won,

but the world came crashing down,

he suddenly just wore a frown,

nobody could see it really coming when it happened,

this was and easy route he thought, so his write’s penned.

We will have you ready,

in every manner steady

to full the people with crisp harsh criticisms,

so brutal we’ll have to revisit our own isms.

I want to be your guy,

look at me so sly,

yet now I’m here standing near the crest of the mountain,

seems a lovely day to go searching for the perfect tan.