The man of the hour
O so tall, so bright
Behind the mask
He hides his fright
The desire to excel
Eating away his soul
The desire to have all
That will be his fall
To rise we struggle
To stand alone
Then fall to depths
All shaken to core
Our greed, our vanity
Always wants more
Yours truly, humane
So truly inane
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Soliloquy Aloud
PoetryThoughts that we hide , out truth, the inner truth voiced outloud. A series of confessions,rants and if somebody can see l, the bitter truth.
