Old little boys
A poem...
Behold the well-dressed worm
all day but lacking night
has to twist and squirm
for my words nip and bite
Thief and lying schemer
insists on his facade
Peter Pan the dreamer
can't fly near sons of God
Mr Class and Quality
moves about his pawns
pied-piper riffs on mutiny;
a whistleblower spawns
Cold dead-handed senators
tally another notch
patient youth find open doors
by looking at their watch
Greedy princeling owner:
“without me you will starve!”
Diogenes the loner
crawls back inside his jar
Old little boys
treat people like their toys
but look what happens when
they encounter men