Brutality

Brutality

Welcome to your profession

If you hit the top

You'll join the excession 

Sitting on your dais of fame

Exhausting all your critics with blame

I prefer the deep of the ocean

When all above has a superior notion

There I am surrounded by shells

Like myself in their pitiful hells

I drank myself into magical stupor

Thinking I was golden and sparkling super

It's here now that I’m nearer finality

What I found of life was ugly brutality

The few that I love were generous and wise

Some young some old who sussed  my disguise

Barry G. Wick