How can prestige and confidence
evolved from true endeavours
sublime in wit and wisdom
forged in intelligence
upheld in real grace
and good sense
perfectly hung
in equilibrium
be eroded or shattered by miscreants
afflicted dross united in malaise
blazing with envy and malice
ravaged by insecurities
limited and witless
foul and coarse
bitter and vain
graceless nits
So isn't the son of a king a prince
as the offspring of a rat a rat
what says a pauper to rich
but puke aggrieved bile
lesser minds twisted
senseless confusions
miseries seeking pals
how can such erode
pristine confidence
real proven true
gainfully earned
solidity