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King of the Circus
Dull, impure personification overcomes thee
Time over time, overlaps into solitude
Thy eyes of courage, ego and power
All within despair, it withers away
Roar, a lion’s egocentric bellow
Quivering the ground’s serenity
Fear of the lion’s roar for its empowerment
Shall rule thy land without hesitation
Time over time, obvious predictions are settled
Fear cannot degenerate into respect
For if the lion’s den comforts your stay
You aren’t welcomed into his throne…
Tranquilizer darts – so sleepy, so numb
Cry, a lion’s desperate bellow
Man has stolen the king of the jungle
Death to ambition, thy throne is spiked.
Dull, impure personification overcomes thee
Thy eyes of courage, ego and empowerment
Fades into a spiral of depression and solitary
The king of the jungle is now the fool of the circus
The king of the jungle is now monkey entertainment
I’ve lost everything.
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