The Chair

The King walks in with his court as all wait to hear his fate.

I sat there watching them all fail. Watching them fail at what they perceived was best.

The King was silent as his court was restless, fighting aimlessly accurate with their words.

Another empire fell at the feet of people whom had been led into nothingness.

Again the world stopped shaking as hegemony prevailed over me.

God sends son to watch his children with little or no success.

I sit here listening to and watching on a movie screen.

The children hate him almost immediately, fatally hurting him.

In the end people walk away from the screen.

Again the world stopped shaking as hegemony prevailed over me.

Shelves of books written carefully with plethoras of told and untold fiction.

Charged, expensive large machines give ecstasy to naked eyes, much of whom no not to read.

Melodies play for free in the air on waves of energy, but much of which don't strike on me.

I want to sit but cannot for all the atrocities that no one helps, only me.

Again the world stopped shaking as hegemony prevailed over me.

Fools they rush at libraries of heresy that feed on figure celebrities.

Fools they go to universities seeking liberties and subsidies, that bleed on feeding conceit.

Fools I see, fools I love, fools I friend and fools I know, fools surrounding all of me.

I fool myself to think the world stopped shaking, as hegemony prevailed over me.