serpent's tongue

beneath your swollen excess

you dig a shallow grave

built upon the backs of those

who dare stand in your way

stamp out the ones who doubt

the merit of your legacy

ignore the sacrifices made by

those less fortunate

you'll find your reach falls just

short of your gaze

from the depths to the throne

does it all look the same?

burn all who dare to question

and they will know your name

tear down the weak and desperate

a wolf in sheep's disguise

blessed with a serpent's tongue

they serve to hide from the world

what you really are