Poem: The Special One.

He treats his loved ones

Like a plate of corn:

Useful only for nourishment,

To be discarded when he’s done.

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He treats Waiters

Like flies

Buzzing above a pond.

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He disregards friends’ advice

And contrary opinions.

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He thinks the world is beneath him:

He is King,

And all human beings are his pawns.

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He treats you

The way he treats everyone.

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And there you were thinking

That you were

The Special One.

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Written by

Ivie M. Eke 2018.

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