Sitting up there in your ivory tower
Making others fell so repressed,
You strive so hard to make them cower
Yet it’s you who are depressed.
You yell, and curse, spit out commands
Bending those you can to your knee,
It’s how you spell out demands
That makes them want to flee.
Flee from your wrath, from your space
And start over somewhere else,
I cannot condone this mace
You’re so stuck on yourself.
One day you’ll wake and change your ways
Give up these evil plans,
Do this before you end your days
And live the life you can.