Circus of a narcissist




Welcome, welcome come one, come all
Grab a seat and enjoy, it is going to be a ball
guaranteed to enthrall
A story full of triumph and falls

As the ring master of this circus
I run a tight ship that is to be sure
Everything runs according to my purpose
It must in the circus of horror

The highwire artist comes out with grace
Balancing the line of light and darkness
She keeps up a steady pace
Resistance begets a penalty that is vicious

Ladies and gentlemen, your attention, please
For the one and only flying acrobat
She flips and dips upon the trapeze,
here I am the theocrat
The ruler and the deity.

I am the master of this illusion
I tame the wild animals with the flick of my wrist
Stuck in a delusion
Ruling by my iron fist.

When the show ends for the night
Back to the cages locked up tight
No one puts up a fight
All afraid that I might—

Be in a mood to smite
Behind the curtain thing happen—
you would not imagine
The cruelty and violence
All wrapped in a shroud of silence

These curtains of secrecy
Binds my circus to me
Lies flow-- a delicacy
For the company


I am the mirror magician
The maestro of misdirection
Master manipulator
I’ll leave you guessin’- in the
The circus of the Narcissist





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