I saw a soul prowling a dark alley
Tensely guarding over his heap of lore;
A dragon that slunk about death’s valley,
Only worrying about SELF and MORE.
He killed all beings who were less than he;
Those unwanted; diseased, beggars, christians;
He loved all those intelligent to see
That sure fate was unfulfilled ambitions;
That sheep were dumbest and pigs were greatest
The human entity a god to trust,
That guarded the soul lest love should infest,
But drag the many failed plights in the dust.
The pile becomes a mass of useless trash
When the tyrant’s damnation comes to pass.
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