Command power and respect
tighten the noose of your control
Force your presence upon others
Oblivious to your tainted affect
Believe things are in the palm of your hand
For this is what you are falsely granted
A misuse of nature
Of ***

But behind backs
There is mockery, outrage, hatred
Dreams are kept sacred
Plans continue,
Once upon a beginning when the dusk settles the villain is in exile and you find out it was a tactile all along.