The Narcissistic Creature Poem by Enikanoselu Seyi

It is when death has not come,
That one ties a formidable talisman,
It is when we are still valued,
That people flock around us,
Pride goes before fall.

It is because of what you possess,
Which your neighbour lacks,
That makes you to be valued,
Stop giving out,
Your honour decomposes.

You hold a title,
And consider yourself superior,
Without caring about the blood,
That flows in the veins of your subjects,
Are you better than a moth?

Keep your pride,
And let arrogance applaud you.
Let the wrist of the world hold you,
Let the mantle of the earth praise you
A narcissistic creature.