Influence And Prestige

Keeping one's mind fantasized, Does not return good dividends. Nor does the hoarding of truth, Keeps it unavoidable. No one playing this game of Bingo, Is going to be heard to win. And... The starting all over with new rules, To school those unaccustomed to discipline... Will not gain the attention, Those grabbing onto their balls... With threats to leave with perceptions they lead. They follow themselves, Down the road of bigger not better delusions. With beliefs they can make someone listen, To more created tales, About their influence and prestige... That has resulted in jealousy and envy. 'What are you whining about now? ' A 'piper' carrying a batch of promissary notes. And a reluctance shown to masquerade, Unpaid. You didn't hear that from me. I'm not the one whining. I'm observing. Remember that!