With a lacklustre spirit and hollow of mind
A grander delusion is all you will find
The master of bias and completely skewed
He dwells with a reactionary rage in his head
Egocentric to the core with a bitter tongue
At the drop of a hat, his insults are flung!
Unsolicited words, he screams at the breeze
In his wisdom, it brings the world to his knees
No reason can touch him, no logic can bind
Where throwing a tantrum is his state of mind
Andhbhakt! He hollers to all who demurred
A way to fight feral phantoms living in his head.
So why waste time on the storm in a glass
Why argue with shadows, let the day pass
His clownish behaviour and scurrilous art
Deserve not a second of our mind and heart
This pervert’s ultimate kryptonite isn’t a sword –
It’s an echo chamber where everyone’s bored.
No grand coup is needed to end egotistical reign
Just the cold shoulder and leaving him alone.
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