SUPREME

From Revelation

You huff & puff & strut your stuff,

To inflate yourself supreme.

You primp & preen the stud so buff,

The pimp’s own fate the slut’s regime.

His siren song rides you cruel & rough,

A stifled stealth Soul’s silent scream.

The mindless throng the fool of fluff,

Is Ego’s wealth a violent dream.

You flaunt & gloat & beat your chest,

Still rant & rave and drool & bluff.

A taunted goat whose feet won’t rest,

“Til you can’t waive the cruel rebuff.

But the fool will cease his drunken folly,

When he is loaded full of fluff.

For he’s fat & greased & drunk & jolly,

Until he’s bloated full enough.

For you will see at long last,

That you are indeed supreme.

For what you are is far more vast,

Than you have ever dared to dream.

DFK 10-02