A born leader
a gifted man of character
a David who stands head and shoulder above
rightfully worthy of the envy of mediocre
the hate of the damaged
and the oppositions of the inadequate
how they weep and rant
in bitter jealousies'
and pull to drag down yet fall and fail
in the powerless powers of the hopeful hopeless
and in homage to the rings in their noses
that tethers them to their ignominies
imprisoning them in the stables of their lowly ignorance
they hooved around in circles
stomping and snorting in fevered riles
chewing cud of yester fantasies
declaring they are spinning a top
the empty delusions of sad pale underachievers