Alone at the Top

He always endeavored to win alone And over the years, his methods he honed. He projected strength and never seemed evil, But others (to him) were throw-away people. Most were people he barely knew, And some were souls whose use was through. A few were kinfolk that he knew well. But in the end, they also fell. People resented his wiles and ways That he achieved his selfish goals each day. He lied, cheated, and encroached upon rights, So that he could win his impossible fights. Lives were destroyed and futures were lost, Leaving many with deep emotional costs. But now he’s alone after merciless toils, With no one to love and share his spoils. He is an ostracized soul who won alone, Now emptily reaping what he has sown.