>Self made man of secret wealth,
Always stiffnecked never bow,
You found “you” to your liking,
Distant… you leave your audience.
Your smile has become a sneer,
As you reach a phoney emotional moment,
Quickly, you forget your victim and go..they are stunned.
As if a blind man you had become,
You ignore your findings while on the run,
And always reinforce your illusions of you,
Right or wrong you can’t undo,
Although you never had a mind to,
Blessed Ego You.