i. "the mighty"
from the ducts of her hooded viewfinders drip golden hubris
the swelling of her chest rudely interrupted by a pinprick error
and then, instantaneously comes the dissipation of air with an almost imperceptible hiss
undetectable to most, but throbbing and abhorrent to her own ears
oh, how violently the mighty fall
the painstakingly built monument of her honor crumbles beneath her
a woman of grandeur who knew no lowliness
her lips gracing the floor the strangest of sights
the depth of loss is unfathomable to the greats who
have never touched the ocean floor
and now, the obnoxious stones and debris grate the soles of her feet
say it isn't so that the rankings have been thrown to the dogs
that her very existence lays in shambles
the gilded moisture that flows freely now is the lowest blow
and on the horizon the rebels move in,
given their Achilles heel to strike
hark! the goddess has fallen
the vultures flock to pick the carcass
eliminating the last reminder of what was
gone is the lady who wore the epithet of greatness upon her shoulders
and in her place, a humbled and meek girl whose knees kiss the floor
how violently the mighty fall
