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Laugh at those that die
Without their knowing
The spark of life leaves
With their personality
And they are dull
And uninteresting
Full of tears that
They will never cry

Disguise yourself truly
With hate and anger
Fuelling your decisions
Or appearing to
You deceive all sight
With Machiavellian ways
Underneath the truth
Of cold rationality

A jester amongst corruption
Will find himself empowered
To an unkindly benevolent position
Of inferior superiority

Drawing out the wound
Of oozing discontentment
Towards the power
Of those surrounding
The ones in charge
Whispering in their ears
The question of trust and
On whom it is festooned

True power lies in the hands
Of the one who is wary
Plots out his victims
And leads their destruction
Leashed to themselves
No escape from this
Eternity of grinding down
The endless grains of sand

A jester amongst corruption
Will find himself empowered
To an unkindly benevolent position
Of inferior superiority