Ozymandias from Promise by Eliot Wilder

Not so long ago and not so far away
In a kingdom down the block
A big ol’ dude well he held sway
He says, It’s my way or the highway

Ozymandias
King of kings
Ozymandias
Look on my works and despair

The big ol’ dude built his world out of sand
His self-belief as tough as any Ayn Rand
He says, I gotta know right where you stand

He had his own enforcers
Who preyed upon the weak
Their modus operandi
Was not all that unique
Kingdoms rise and kingdoms fall
Everything has its prime
But the big ol’ dude he did not know
That he’d run out of time

The big ol’ dude
He only wanted more and more
Nothing was enough
To satisfy his need to score
He says, “Do what I say
Or I’ll stab you like a matador”

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