Trivial Inability to Be Honest With Yourself

“An eye for an eye has long since gone blind — dt”

Impertinent creature—without essence or morality;
In you, reality is absent.
Nature testifies against you as a beast:
No shadow, no splendour—
Just a garish scribble in orange.

…You know exactly why I speak—
And if you don’t, I’m terrified.
Again.
And again.
And again…

Can you play the part—as [P]resident?
I never thought I could resent this much—
But you’ve become so dangerous:
Turning the world into a masquerade of lies,
Abuse and indifference—twisting power till it’s dry.

I’m not your audience—I’m your reckoning:
All the nature inside me—
Met with your amorality—
Turns me into a wild animal.
Ah, corrupted clown—forcing history to repeat.

An eye for an eye has long since gone blind…
Yet you keep inciting brutality:
Stirring tribal instincts within people,
Shattering future horizons,
Barbaric calls for tribes, lines, and colours.

Don’t forget—memento mori.
History will judge you as such—
As Mr [ ] resident.

When the clocks stop ticking,
Who will recall your name?
Only a blank space in humanity’s ledger.