Raised on a diet of dominance

The largest steak goes to the king

He’d always been promised a prominence

and a woman demure to the ring


All his life his fist, plated in iron

With nary a doubt of his power

Those who dared challenge subject to his burn

Submission with simply a glower


Yet the world is in full metamorphosis

Many know this to always be true

Many cannot embrace an amorphousness

Unprepared for the change that ensues


So he clings to a now cobwebbed effigy

Perplexed by the stripping of titles

And the new ways push him into lethargy

‘Til he fills with an anger unbridled


His town becomes foreign and follied

Gone now is his unearned respect

He could once speak his mind and be jolly

Now he’s unsure of what to expect


A fear starts to spread through his bloodstream

And greed booms in pandering voices

His upbringing now callous and extreme

He’s lost propriety in all choices


He feels that his life’s being stolen

Or at least that he faces great peril

Slowly parted with what was beholden

His great wisdom now forced to be sterile


So he sets out to find his dominion

To find him a like-minded setting

He’s soothed by familiar opinion

He’s done with remorse or regretting


Now stands an unwavering army

Fearful they’ll be soon cast aside

That no matter how fabled or smarmy

They only will stand with their pride


No compassion will get past their guns

Only of their own freedom they’ll sing

And their conflict will never be done

For in democracy they should be king

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