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Success in my hand
The power and the glory

On top of the world
I am invincible; me

The little ones left 
by the wayside without care

I take what I want
and to hell with their despair

for my life is mine
and I do not care for them

they raised me up high
and now there's no need of them.

their pitiful cries
as they ask for my help; no

they are beneath me 
I'm on top of my game; go

they should work harder
for I have attained it all

their jealous actions
they can't wait to see me fall

And fall I did for...
I discarded my support

there was no one left 
to encourage through nought

I was abandoned
and fury; my demeanour

for once I had all
but my loss is now keener

struggling to rise up
cannot bear to look, to start 

reclusive I am
the world I knew fell apart 

avoiding my life
as I sit in the darkness

squandering choices
hiding from my own smartness

and do nothing but
nothing for that catharsis 

depression my friend
the filth it stacks up; a mess

I cannot clean it
the will has left, I have stress

no need to arise
There is no appointment set

lay here, die in shame
for a prouder time frames bet

energised to sloth
I have become the mundane

through lust; greed attained
I kept it all, unshared, vain 

And wallow in self
My shame defined - reality

To those I have hurt
discarded and used, malady

I need you all now
If only you'd forgive me

but here I sit; spent
I'm denied all connections
and life passes by alone.



25/10/2018 - Edward Ibeh

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