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But for your manifestation in dried pulp 
Minds neglect your invasion 
The crave for you unquenchable .

Lime light shining on your possessors 
Underdogs gazing loathsomly at your managers
Soo powerful you send jolts down the spine of those 
Witness your prowess 
Making your wish their command 
Like a squirrel in snowing forest minds omit not knowledge of your perpetuated asylum .

Unfathomable is your innocence yet 
Loyal to the most guilty of all
Reward for lunacy, you are showered 
Hands that are most stained,
On the strong that preyed on the weak .

Though a two edged sword though has done
More evil than good 
My only kudos goes to your being a scale
Used to measure the integrity of the grey haired 
 The thought of you power  has pushed conscience 
Off the cliff, dethroned regrets and burnished admonition 
Breeding sycophants to ldolise ur deeds.
Blindfold made of ornaments, and sustained by aroma of luxury we all trudge along like wildebeests 
Neglecting the wails of agony resulting from the excruciating pain of bodies trampled upon

Like a countdown you are always the alpha in
The scale, preferred to any other form gratitude.
Your absence like a deficiency inflicted your victims 
With timidity,loyalty, linferiority complex and self doubt 
Panacea produced by unconventional means

Like a miracle you heal by touch alone
Making tongues lie, hands soiled in blood 
Just to possess you
Should your crime be documented,the whole world
Can't contain it, yet your place of Adobe still remains every paper's dream

Thief! You ought to be hanged for stealing our mind and thoughts,but the hanges man
Couldn't resist the pleasures and charisma you
Could be exchanged for.
In the law court should you be prosecuted for looting 
Our cultural treasures and value
Judas couldn't resist the comfort you could offer him
You are the the token assassin's collect for the elimination of boredom

Am l an exception? 
My sword is out of the furnace and ready for exploit
I rather pile you up or die trying
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