Cecil

A person, from a more recent time

Cecil sat astride his ever-growing corpulent ego which was like an overfed retired shire horse
He surveyed everything he wished was his, and dreamed of better times
Times when his life was not driven by his failure to stand out in his family
It was another sad tale of tumescent,  angry and indirect craving for love
 
Vote for Cecil and you will get your thanks for feeding the ravenous Lizard ego
The chase for some sort of validation for nothing very much
The chase for respect where none is earned or deserved
Make me special, make me real, make me make a difference where none is possible
 
Keep collecting the cash, keep collecting the misplaced plaudits for others work
Tweed encased lard sold as political visionary, sold as caring, where none has been before
For Cecil was once one of them, fell out with them, changed hats, and apparently changed
The disguise fools no-one other than the deliberately naive, scared of truth

17th May 2020