Pathetic Little Man

You were so mighty —
A curly-haired, sandal-clad god
Wielding your authority
Like a double-edged sword —
Jabbing, cutting, slicing
With every captious word.

The self-appointed Judge
Of all who breathed your air —
Master of minions,
Lord of the Yes People.
Until —

Your mistake —
Your fatal miscalculation —

You silly, obsolete fool,
Thinking you could take Me on.
So sure you’d win (you always do).

I destroyed you,
Shattered you,
Smashed you.

I ruined you —
And then I smiled,
You pathetic little man.