As I sit here in my

Ivory Tower

Holding the cards but none of the power

It dawns on me; why am I here?

Logic and reason just doesn’t seem clear


Cars, Holidays and Money do not mean a dot

Yet there’s envy in your eyes

You want what I’ve got

Do think that my kingdom is happy and gay?

Sun always shines

A life so divine

Well… you know the old saying…you know what they say

If you think it’s so great…walk in my shoes for a day


Tedious boredom
Fruit full fit to burst
Never a pleasure
Always a curse


So next time you crave my life

Dear Friend

Close your eyes tightly…pretend

And remember as you sit in my Ivory Tower

You’re holding the cards but none of the power.