Mr. Narcissist

I wonder what kind of malice it takes

To build a palace in place,

Of fallacies laced, with gallons of hate

Sipping from your chalice with grace

Thinking no one will challenge your fate

You’re ass backwards and it matches your face

The nerve, as if you carried to term,

Five babies ovarian churned,

Caged her in like a canary to earn

Then formed a narrative firm and buried a worm, 

Inside the minds of babes, inciting scary concern, 

Towards the very woman that you married and burned

There’s a line in sand, you’re no kind of man

Can’t keep your dick inside your pants

Betrayed her trust and she tried again

Just for you to decide you can’t

So you devised a plan, to divide the fam

You lie and scam, then hide your hands

Not to fucking mention,

The handouts you’ve been lended

When you couldn’t get the rent in

From the grandparents you’ve offended

Is this the character you’re content with?

Every past gesture now resentment

No remorse for the woman that held you down, you should be ashamed

If your sons grow up the same then we know who the fuck to blame

High school sweethearts but you ripped my sister’s out of her chest

She gave you her best, I hope there’s love in her left

Maybe I’m biased, but my first thought was violence

But for my nephews to have another man fail them is mindless

You’re spineless, slithering away so you can hide it

Bring your spawn along but you disguise it

Throw their mother under the bus simply for surviving

One day they’ll see your true colors and despise it

I wish for them guidance, love and defiance,

When they learn their father Mr. Narcissist is a tyrant

Is this the example you set for them?

Is this the life that you meant for them?

Is this how you honor and mentor them?

How can you show them to be gentlemen?

You and your serial lies

I’d hate to see your karma materialize

My kin looked to you with ethereal eyes

While you stared back and watched the death of her spirit inside