Small People, Small Rooms

You feel powerful, small man?

Throwing your paper about like

Unexploded bombs

That might go off any second

Without warning



You feel powerful, small woman?

Using your rope to strangle like

A hand on a red button

That might trigger off a missile

Without warning



What gives you the power in a small room?

You command,

Control

Often condemn

At 7am

People,

Animals occasionally

I think



You have the knack

For making people miserable

You must be proud,

Delighted even

Of your talent

How you inspire,

Tire

Euphoric hearts on a Monday morning



Your menace

An 8-day cycle,

Unbearable

Unbelievable

Unstoppable



The things small people do in small rooms…

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Seems we have lost the truth to quicksand...

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