Imagine a man sat upon a throne.
Inflated, his ego would roam
the streets, claiming heat from the palms of the poor souls,
hands filled with deceit and greed, seizing the means of living,
watching the poor grovel at his feet and lick the sole of his heel
for a couple pennies to trickle down.
And the people around him would still represent him and boast:
What does a man like this fear the most?
A bubble growing large, needs one needle of truth
for all of its power to blow the lid wide open,
to reveal the ruse that has covered the eyes of the poor.
And the man knew this would be truly the end of his rule.
If the ripples of dissent escalated into waves,
it would flood him and everything he’s ever made,
so he makes a decision
to flood the news with so much misinformation
that any truth exposed against him would be seen
with so much scrutiny that he would carry on his blasphemy
and still be seen as God’s man on a mission.
Mar 6
Mar 6, 2026 at 8:35 AM UTC
Imagine a man sat upon a throne.
Inflated, his ego would roam
the streets, claiming heat from the palms of the poor souls,
hands filled with deceit and greed, seizing the means of living,
watching the poor grovel at his feet and lick the sole of his heel
for a couple pennies to trickle down.
And the people around him would still represent him and boast:
What does a man like this fear the most?
A bubble growing large, needs one needle of truth
for all of its power to blow the lid wide open,
to reveal the ruse that has covered the eyes of the poor.
And the man knew this would be truly the end of his rule.
If the ripples of dissent escalated into waves,
it would flood him and everything he’s ever made,
so he makes a decision
to flood the news with so much misinformation
that any truth exposed against him would be seen
with so much scrutiny that he would carry on his blasphemy
and still be seen as God’s man on a mission.
