Oh no 

Secrets disclosed

How many 

Who knows

The top of the hill will call for immunity

While the rest of humanity

Asks for simple decency

Don’t sell out the American Soul

To the cheap hand met

Along the road

Hidden discoveries 

Hidden words

Hidden curtains

Blighting even the birds

On rampant edges

A man 

With distorted thirsts

All hope lies

Awaiting another arrogant move

Here we go

Down the slippery slope of 

One mans ego