Now I don’t mind
A narrow mind
A narrow path
To some seems daft
But I am fine with that
Yet when you see
Conspiracy
A devil’s trick
A stumbling brick
In everything
You err
A breakaway
A distrust
A disgust
No niche too small
To diss the all
Artificially bring down
The edifice
The one king’s crown
His delight
Is your dark night
An evil brood
All bad but you
You shrink and shrivel
Sailing your own leaking ark
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