While truculent tyrants eagerly destroy,

And feed resentments with milit’ry jars.

Mommy and Daddy and Baby fight wars

Emotional theft of Parents, Daughters, Boys.

Myriad tyrants vacillate in this life

Trust no on until convinced they’re true

Investigate yourself be sure it’s not you.

Maybe a: friend, boss, a mother, your wife?

Can be confusing – backsliding’s profane.

Meg-lomania’s cause can be profound

Leaves misinformed soldiers face on the ground –

Being fed lies for their personal game gain.

But I am the tyrant in the endless nonsense,

My existential quandary absolves recompense.

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