A young boy lusts after chocolate bars,
And dreams of having the whole stash.
Then his sweet tooth falls out,
And tastes are refined.
His addiction grows high,
And powdered.
He wants to rise.
Big tickets,
Big business.
His form puffed
By dealing in important matters.
Media,
Politics.
The welfare of others
Does not escape his expanding reach.
He says nature cannot serve its own,
Then rations in little squares,
The bounty on the shelf,
Craving thank you’s amidst the crying.
Holding dear a legacy of benevolence,
He sends out kisses,
Signing the card in big letters,
That they know who treated them.
But he will not send them so many,
That they become spoiled.
Feeding others the dream
Of his sweet life,
He shares his recipes
With the hungry eyeballs:
The ones that buy.
Extending a hand,
He grasps more power.
He says it cannot be left on the table,
To be worked by uninspired hands.