Just who do you think you are?
sitting there like someone important
taking up space much better occupied
by one of those your arrogance
will not allow you to recognize
as beings of equal or higher place

You, under the pretense of perfection
are nothing more than a hairy wart
on your own ugly snout of humanity
as rank as an unlanced, festered boil
on the bulging buttocks of this world
that you have placed beneath yourself

I know exactly who you are, Boss,
you are just another drop in a cess pool
one more maggot in the rotting carcass
of this, your own putrid existence
you are much less than those nameless
ones you try and hold beneath you,
you who in reality are nothing!

—–Jerry Marks