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The scorpions creeping out from words slowly, acutely framing
where judgement claims the higher position unconditionally 
lone vulture hanging over its unsuspecting prey ready to pounce 
once so blind ambitions reverberates back as unqualified honours least deserved 

Pompous narcissistic elements with nonsensical fruitless talent 
held within egotism where fools of choice becomes one’s ability 
under total admiration publicly declared in lonely self-centeredness 
becomes a sterile reflection back to oneself blinded by arrogance 

As friends become nemesis’s unnamed obstacles of your vainglorious rise
Sounding echos reverberates a never ending recording of undeserving self-pride
knowing more than all of what is right claiming the false prize for me, me, me
It matters not that lonely superiority must accept the great divide 

False praise their claims attention that inflames your senses unjustly wise 
crying regrets a prize is a prize nothing to be gained under the sun or moon 
striving after winds have blown a gale force within hidden torment 
the wreckage that's left after such destruction can only be found wanting 


a co written piece in unrhymed quatrains by Donna Loughman and Liam McDaid

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