The view from his gilded cage… Is it such a wonder?
Must he truly believe who’s above or under?
His silken rags gave way to stale glory.
Better to see life as a wonderful story…

Witnessing arrogance creating senseless minds,
At his crossroads, did he not heed the signs?
Disappointingly, his spirit has grown shackles,
Kicking sand castles, mirroring lone jackals.

Β© Sayer Teller