HEY! GET DOWN FROM THERE!
You’re blocking all of our light.
Up there on your high pedestal
what the hell gives you the right?
A massive sized head of narcissism
casting a wide metaphorical shadow,
it’s near impossible to not be bitter
gazing up at misproportion from below.
You must feel so tall up on your podium
the higher up the further you will fall,
Why won’t you come down, go toe-to-toe?
Afraid you’ll expose truth, showing how small?
I guess we can just Live and Let Live
at least you’ll be somewhat out of sight,
but if you could do us all a big favor,
move that pretentious noggin a bit to the right