Arrival of the king,
he's blowing dust around.
Our bones try hiding back into the ground.
The cheerful can't betray a side of father knows best.
But spared no expense,
just as well I'm out of work.
My job was for the birds.
And I have been replaced
by a suit, a God, and a briefcase.
Doomed by your need to entertain & impress.
Too late to buckle up this plane's already crashed.
Amazed by my own demise.
Flashlights give away our hiding place.
Flashlight.
The power's theirs,
was never ours.
An illusion of control.
Just an imprint in the sand,
the creator just a man.
Now I'm staring up at the sun.
My insides are pulled out from the ground.
I take my rightful place.
I hate to be the one to say
we should have saved the champagne
for a better occasion.
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