Vicious Cycle

Inspired by something I saw while scrolling through Pinterest. It's the relationship between a King, God, and the people.

They say, "Power to the people!"

But what's people to a king?

A bunch of commoners, like little ants

to a royal wealth machine

Basking in the glory

of his false presence at the start

To hide the pain he feels within

the confines of his heart

Slouching on a throne of souls

to maintain his facade

'Cause even the greediest of the wealthy know

A king is nothing to a God

Omnipotent power beyond glorious measure

with eyes that can see all

The unfair rule the King bestows

is known, but not acted on

Controlling the world's balance

making nothing fall apart

reluctantly allowing mischief

to pierce our ant-like hearts

But in the world, even God can see

what's he to a non-believer?

He tells himself she's merely just

A pessimistic deceiver

But in truth the little servant girl

gave up long ago

at praying on her hopes and dreams

She eventually let them go

The King requests her presence

a meal made of greed

the girl full-heartedly believing

it's her who's been deceived

So she'll march on

and he will rule

and God will watch it all

Not knowing if maybe

one of them changed

the vicious cycle would be gone