King Of The World
© Surazeus
2018 11 09
Bronze statues of dead heroes spring alive
and dance around me in the city park,
faces presenting their strange characters
leering like costume masks for Halloween,
so I stand in swift traffic flow of cars
and recite epic poems about their lives
to expose harsh tragedy of their fates
fighting on the wrong side of history
to defend enslavement of human beings,
but no one in the cars can hear my words,
though they give me money to go away
and shout that I should get a job or die,
so I run to be President and win
because I am Jesus, King of the World.
© Surazeus
2018 11 09
Bronze statues of dead heroes spring alive
and dance around me in the city park,
faces presenting their strange characters
leering like costume masks for Halloween,
so I stand in swift traffic flow of cars
and recite epic poems about their lives
to expose harsh tragedy of their fates
fighting on the wrong side of history
to defend enslavement of human beings,
but no one in the cars can hear my words,
though they give me money to go away
and shout that I should get a job or die,
so I run to be President and win
because I am Jesus, King of the World.
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