Observe, Practise, Repeat.
Ben Dunne.
Observe, scrutinize, judge.
Hate, rage, grudge.
Scandalous as he is, he moves fluently,
directing the controlling of the crowd,
containing the motion in the people.
Pay homage, with silent cheer,
they love him, they absorb him,
they take every single piece of fame,
undeviating from his lifeless body.
Gaining their strength, separating into branches,
parting their waves, controlling their crowds.
The original commander, directing the controllers,
subordinate branches of the pious tree.
Practise, perform, achieve.
Execute, implement, grieve.
Attract the attention of the second controllers,
divert the flow from the directing commander.
Destroy his legion, annihilate his century,
undermine his authority, subvert his integrity.
Give the commander his life blood, allow him a gift,
an authorities' tone, in return,
ripped apart from his defenceless exterior,
as it crumbles away, leaving the interior,
barren and musky, as it was already, barren and musky.
Laugh at the loss of the pinned down subject,
leave the scene, stronger and fortified.
Repeat.
