you shall cry over me
as your place in the queue is taken
you shall weep over me
as your boats start to sail without you
you shall yell about me
as the hourglasses of your essences empties
you shall delude over me
as your psychoses festers and troubles you
as my spirit overlords your minds
you shall scribble in disparage
and gnawed in bitter umbrage
and retch infectious vile bile
for as you preoccupy yourselves with heedless angsts
you are missing the banquets at the Halls of Positive Blessings
for he that seeks the downfall of another
is he that has already fallen and is bruised battered and defeated