I sit on my pedistal,high
above the masses with
my SMILE of cheese and EYES of
no EMOTION

I sit and I wave,waving
to the whim of a RAT...the
RODENT of public opinion

I sit and I bleed, bleeding
out my life, staining the
PEDISTAL upon which my ravaged
BODY sits

I sit as my life goes and my
arm still waves. The splatter
of blood on the floor
turns into a POOL

I sit, my smile frozen
my eyes glazes as my masses die
my arm waves to starving children

AND SO I SIT!!!