To the Megalomaniacs

Ye kings and queens of twisted realms
That rule upon the weakened mind
Ye fallen crowns and battered helms
And scepters of the crooked kind!

Inside a furtive muted squeak
Outside the pretense of a roar
Inside a swallow small and meek
Yet speaking of an eagle's soar

Ye boast "I am the king of kings"
Presuming that on every bough
The nightingale but for thee sings
For thee the sunlight dances now

A bloated ego fed by slaves
Too dull to feel their mental chains
The self appointed king behaves
As though o'er earth and sky he reigns

All hail the Lord! All praise the Lord!
The pompous king of lifeless things
The Fallen in the eyes of God
Black Angel with a chicken's wings

Black Widow in thy web of spite
All entangled, the world ye scorn
And when adorned with roses bright
Ye pick the lonesome stinging thorn

I care not if ye live or die
And neither does the sun or moon
Why then eclipse the brilliant sky
And make midnight out of the noon?

Do ye know not thy wretched plight?
There is no realm, there is no crown
The shutting of eyes calls not Night
Awaken now or ye shall drown!

Reviews

[Abdul Aziz]

I have the good(?) fortune of knowing the circumstances behind this write, and the harsh reality of the world. And that makes me appreciate the poem for what it is. A plea to megalomaniacs here, to realize that the world isn't entirely like how they think it is.
If only they can realize that this is a plea, and not damnation.
You use strong words to make the megalomaniac realize that the world isn't an "Either you're with me or against me" type of place to live in.
There is some beautiful imagery you've used in this poem, aided, as always, by very good meter! The use of old english was deliberate, because you were speaking of the "kings". That was well thought!
There are a lot of lines to quote here, but the one stanza that appealed to me a lot is
"Black Widow in thy web of spite
All entangled, the world ye scorn
And when adorned with roses bright
Ye pick the lonesome stinging thorn"
How true is that!

A superbly written poem bro. If only they understand..

[Tate Morgan]

Oh I love this one it tells the tell of the man who would be king.Will we never learn?
Bravo!!

[Fabian G. Franklin]

The meter stumbles a bit here and there but overall, an excellent poem. I do wonder at the "olde" English usage of thee and thy in this piece. It might make an excellent modern satire without the archaic King James English. Of course it does add a somewhat grandiose effect to the piece which is a bit humorous since megalomania is defined by a preoccupation with grandiose actions ( I found the irony in that amusing) This is very good work though...a few hundred years too late to offer any hope for Napoleon but great writing just the same. ;o)