from chaos –
there comes a crown,
or so it may appear.
be careful –
all that glitters,
(well, you know)…

impromptu –
as it all may seem –
this course was –
pre-determined;
agenda’s,
hidden –
motive – un-disclosed…

and while the self-proclaimed queen ascends the throne,
those hiding in the shadows,
clinch tight their stones,
(solidarity – buried in an unmarked grave).

pompous –
precariously perched high upon – presume;
you think your – self – a god?

how sad,
but oh so satisfying!
your unsure steps,
leading you further along,
into the nothing…