Major of the Minority

Hoovering both junk food and attention,

The king of the world in his own mind

prepares for battles only he can dream

Imaginary foes wage war while he'll rage

Fancies himself Napoleon, saber raised high,

charges into battle from his easy chair

Leads from behind, “onward, men!”

Other men fear weapons, he fears thoughts

Perception is everything,

reputation’s all,

reality is what he says it is

Surrounded by farm-animals,

cannon-fodder of the daily war

Expendable, renewable, irrelevant pieces,

An inexhaustible supply,

born to serve him

From his ivory castle he dictates reality,

an all-powerful king loathed by the majority

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