Notorious

Void of any social graces,

Banned from all the nicest places,

Falling off the learning curve

That common etiquette embraces.

 

Not adept at tolerance,

At building trust or building fences.

Brutish force seems more adroit

When necessary to convince.

 

Strong winds blow to feed the flame,

Kindling ill-gotten fame.

Notorious, uproarious,

Seeking someone else to blame.

 

Burning candles through the night.

Right is wrong and wrong is right.

All that matters in the end is

Who will win this futile fight.

 

When the beast comes home to rest

Will he finish second best?

Will his pride be satisfied?

Will his conscience stand the test?