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…