Their Weak Hero
Softly softly not to smear
Your ego’s creation
Which kid gloves pat
Your yes men collective
Blind to their subdued hero
Nurture your conceit.
How you wear your crown
On your cowards brow
Pale yet blameless.
A little man in a big world
I never want to live in again.
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Jo Jo | Year Posted 2006
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