Inspired by “Megalomaniac” by Incubus
We first begin with a hailstorm, an otherworldly bombardment
An overpowering presence above,
A god with a podium, a banner and a suit
These three powerful artefacts interlocked with the clockwork
Ticking, ticking, ticking
Louder than any bomb they never placed in a foreign land
Except of course when they ‘needed’ to
Next comes the proclamation
Solidifying, like their lips onto a child’s brow
Broadcasting, commanding, draining notes like his face
Ever-changing, but cold, sculpted marble
Like the emperors of old
Emperors too, who began with democracy
Those marble statues giving way
For those who built them in the first place
The blue collared soldiers,
The commoner in shining armour
Approaching the self-imposed king
And his imaginary throne of Raubgold
A simple notion, organised but free
A surgical procedure to make brain function
While taking out too many pieces
The thought of taking over, of ruling is not in one little cubicle of the mind, but all over it, along with all other thoughts
The petticoats of imagination, layered, and overlapping
So there will always be a tyrant, for there is no cure
No remedy for human nature
Only temperament, to hide that colour
Beneath our many others, to conceal one worn petticoat
Beneath the ones we truly wish to shine
Beneath our dress
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