A king

confined by the aroma of satisfaction, my grandfather walks the world just a game for him who holds no shame stalked by callous thoughts my grandfather sleeps seeking only to take and receive consumed by the ego he breathes my grandfather shall rule like a king, upon a magnificent throne at this moment my grandfather smiles, a smile genuine to you yet a mask to me, defiant and unyielding i know again today what i knew then long ago that a grandfather like mine only lives to rule and define a wall of hate my grandfather builds secured by ignorance and layered with sins ruefully my grandfather lives never to feel again with his silhouette of a heart deprived of love my grandfather awaits death forever shining his armor of hate