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Gaynor-Archer. Please feel free to comment on this poem. However, please remember, PoetrySoup is a place of encouragement and growth.
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I'm in charge here
I am your chieftain.....your Lord and Master
the head of proceedings...the king of the castle...the cat with the cream,
the orchestrator, the pivotal point, the emphasis, the edict, the axis, the access, the exit,
the designer, the generator, the detonator, the grand wizard,
the power and the glory, le chef du paquet
I....the ventriliquist....you the dummy
my hand your body....my thoughts your actions....my voice your labour
This empire is the result of my structured efforts.....not yours
my potent planning, my vigorous devotion, innovation, dedication, generation, agitation,
They queue a mile long awaiting your ragged eviction
Scrutinize your daily contribution before considering financial furtherance
delegation issues are my division
I demand nothing more than your obedience, stagnation and repetition.
Cower...like a bullied infant when in my presence
if not me, then another would devour then empower you
better the devil you know to oppress and stifle your elaboration
get down on your bended knees and acclaim my perception
I could have you bombastically purged from my premises
harried into the streets with my hounds snapping at your brittle ankles
watch my honey's callously terrorise your vicinity with impish exuberance
Laugh?......I'd surely die
creased up double as you ultimately capitulate exhausted in a heady stupor in the gutter
diluted to that rag doll status you've become accustomed to
saturated with reluctant tears upon that childlike, crumpled little face of yours
a fine example to all and sundry of my hostile leadership.
Watch you twitch and shiver in frustration at my complacent feet
you're nothing but a faeces.....a parasite......an odour
An exquisite education could have aided your wretched evident predicament
not for being inadvertantly plagued with ignorance in abundance
oh those school days wasted playing truant and cackling as teacher narrates
classroom pranks won't raise your profile here my love
So with what did you wish to convey a plausible challenge to my authority?
a rusty nail and a hammer are no match for a pistol and a good lawyer
Accept your dire situation grudgingly and return to your station
your workhouse associates await your disconcerted reverse to duty.
The Gods may presently commission my comeuppance as I dictate
pigs may fly and cats may direct busy traffic congestion in Time Square
Ahora si usted me excusa...... yo están ocupado.