Dis-respect, hopeful.
Not short of neglect.
Pacifist nature, a dictator it appears,
a weak-minded citizen, relying on his peers.

Forget about the future,
and focus on what is now.
Not so much a lonesome child lacking self-esteem,
but one mighty passenger,
who has the world at his feet.

You will try to break me,
an outstanding act of choice,
you will deem me forsaken,
you better think twice.

Actions speak louder,
a lot louder than words,
but who defined the cattle,
and the man without a herd.

When you think of me,
not only will you find,
a better man than you,
but one that is confined.

Neglect is a cruel past-time,
but I respect the resistant.
The worlds going to crush you,
and prove your worth a pittance.

You’ll probably be reading this,
and feel a lot of guilt.
Rest your heads you lousy child,
and settle under your quilt.

For I’m not a pathetic man,
just one who has a dream.
If you think you can get in my way,
I’ll be sure to wipe you clean.