The Dictator

They say if you drop pennies
from a skyscraper you can crack
open someones head.
Handfull of change im looking over the 
edge.

Theres a woman leant up,
against the building.
I like this power
my name in lights 
her life
in my hands

I hold my coin over the edge 
im ready for the shock
the pain, the anguish,the suffering
and she could never even know
they'll all know soon though

i drop it and wait for the screams 
its strange how quick the human body goes limp
her head didnt crack but shes dead
 i can tell from how she hit the ground.

i dont feel any guilt 
just power 
i controlled her fate
like some kind of cruel god 
ruling over them all
and my reign will be bloody.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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Agustin Avatar
December 8, 2025 at 6:28 AM
Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.
Bangalee Avatar
June 11, 2019 at 2:22 AM
it's a great writing
De Beaulieu Avatar
May 22, 2019 at 2:01 PM
Hello Kieran Simons, so nice to meet you. Welcome to poetry Soup. I would be picking up the coins. have a nice day my friend.
Krutsinger Avatar
May 21, 2019 at 7:27 AM
I know this is weird but not only can I not stop smiling and loving this, I want to find a skyscraper and try this myself. Kieran, thank you for this one. It has livened up my day! Welcome to Soup!
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