Glory Rider
Ego dresseed up in satin finery
with a puffed up chest and swollen head
a one man show of musical gallantry
a rhythmic galloping of melodic hooves
glory to the house of glory
rushing to the substitute Gods on high
riding on the backs of rainbows
charging up the electric spine
up the ladder to the arms of beauty
supplying more beauty to the beauty
feeling the texture against the skin
a climb with no hands or feet
a rising with a lofted ego in the mind
making up the wind to sail along
a music solo surpassing all other music
an ego that closes the door to advancement
a superficial end that is the end
a gloating with weakened threads
that hold the end together
as reality breaks through and
rains on the parade of glory.
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