CEO

Animus is a napalm

That is sticky against your side.

They abhor how you’re calm

Whenever they start to deride.

You fight, you challenge, you strive.

They want what you make

But detest how you arrive.

You live for your own sake.

They can’t get past

The fact that you earned

Every coin to the last.

It’s something that they never learned.

As a captain of industry you know

That you’ve bled sweat.

And to get where you are you had to go

Past the mediocre set.

Instead, you’ve accomplished great

Feats. Your laurel has thorns.

You embrace their hate

With the playing of horns.