False King

"The King" has made his presence known

Every knee shall kneel

Every head shall bow

He's blessed us

With words of wisdom

Articulated from an

Astral perception

Let us marvel at the universe

As he projects his seeds

That scatter amongst the sky

Star seeds born

As they emerge

Enlightened by the knowledge

Spoken from their majesty.

He's in control of his kingdom

The commoners linger on his every word

At times, he deprives them of wisdom

Leaving them hungry

Starving for more

"This King" guilty of gluttony

Beggars are welcomed

As he pities these

Birthed from him 

Entrapped in the belly of the beast.

They feed his ego

Until the Kingdom can feast

To say the least

Heads bow

Knees kneeling

Praise the King!

All said 

All done

Sarcastically

Who is this King?

No King to me

Just another Narc

Claiming to be.