THE FEEL OF POWER
The worst of feelings is to be powerless.
Life is death at bottom of the food chain.
So I'll rule as a lion, powerful and fearless,
Ascend to the peak, where the titans reign.
There are things I cherish far above my belly:
The power to command is sweeter than sex;
The authority to direct intoxicates as berry.
Give me honour and you will never be my ex.
Created by and like God, I can't be the last.
Life is fast, I won't creep with the Beatles.
My company is with lions; I soar with eagles,
Feed on serpents, challenge is my breakfast.
Call me not arrogant; I'm just born to rule.
Excuse me! Who wants to live and die a slave?
To me, dominion is taming and riding a bull,
I dance in control, and more glory I crave.
12 September,2015.
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