Top Heavy
All the mighty and powerful
have arrived
Exchanging smug greetings as only the greats do
They are the chosen ones and they know
it
A class far above and removed
from me and you
They ascend the summit for
their secret meeting
Where they will decide our
collective fate
Of course we have no say about our future
No place at the table for
scrubs in this debate
The sword will drop down on
us soon enough
Along with a patronizing declaration
From the elite who for now
reside in the clouds
Though being on top always a
temporary situation
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