King of Political Hill

One happened at a park where children did run and play

upon a certain hill where tussled girls and boys.

Thereupon they struggled and battled for precipice place

centered upon the utmost portion of the mound.

The furtherest score to obtain apical space where n'er one dwell

and thus be named the one and only upon this crown.

Push and shove to be sure they fall down

lest they climb and more attempt to take thy space.

Each action meant to destroy and rid all threats of discharge

where casualties be simply game part and act

And should one need, teammates are adopted and acquired

which shall be devoured by further play once goal obtained

Till one by one adversaries fell and took a plunge beneath the top cliff

and king of the hill reigned solo and alone

Till all went home and none did stay on the top of the hill that day

Forgotten were the reigning kings of yesterday and yesteryear gone by

Another day those dressed in blue and red came to be conquerer of the Hill

where small victories won led to greater satisfaction that could not be appeased

There battle raged while chanting spectators on sidelines viewed

With banners held high for their champions to win while accusing and fabricating truths

He’s bad, she’s sad. They have history you know

thus did she, and that did he and none be exempt

‘Tis our man that shall sit king

N'er to thee O' wretched one, our lady she’s the Queen

And O' be to thee most athletic ones who reign in majors

thou most valuable and super ones for that vanishing moment

Till thou hast aged and art brought down to minor levels below

and halls be all that note thy once known priority and fame

And wall streets kings cause large melee

who struggle to the top of monetary hill

to demo the person with most gold the victor

and all others wrestle in poverty below their greatness

And priestly altitude rising above those beneath

who reign on hilltop over lowly sheep

and manifest Nicolaitan methods

who elevate themselves while castigating lower beings to their levels

Thou great Nicolaitans where senior p's be over assistant p's

upon thy hill and all be over sheep and lambs

thou modern day scribes, Pharisees and Sadducees of ill and contrived intent

absent of humility both desecrate, denigrate and widely doth manipulate

to have thine own way upon thy powerful mounts

These all be thrown down with words and labels

and found fodder of past regrets and ruinous venues of youth

while catching phrases and acts of un-intent

which tumbles toward the under station

And yet, forgotten be the golden hill that higher than the rest

resides the sovereign king who reigns without defeat

and has all and everyone eternal and forever beneath

whose power and rule cannot be defeated

And knows all who reign on temporal hills

shall find themselves buried soon under mounts of men

whose mausoleum shall be able to declare

“my resting place be higher than thy lowly grave”