The LIVING is good...?

Now that i am an elected MP   ̶z̶i̶l̶l̶i̶o̶n̶a̶i̶r̶e̶

who would dare
get in my hair
now that i am an elected MP   ̶z̶i̶l̶l̶i̶o̶n̶a̶i̶r̶e̶
where are my (necessary) mares
who'd be the 'actors'
in my next 
orchestrated 'nightmares'

is there any place else
where anything is new
or real
or unfeigned?

is there anyone
that's true
or real
untainted?

would i find ever -
any;
clean of hidden intents
free of suppressed urges
with aims 
not for free cruises?

now that i am an elected MP  ̶z̶i̶l̶l̶i̶o̶n̶a̶i̶r̶e̶

who could care enough
truly be blind enough
to see not 
           the cash, 
             disregard the power, 
               un-note the luxurious wow of potentials 
                glorious affluence ?

who could be
  real enough
    unconcerned enough
       unaffected by the snooty pomp, 
         to not fake respect,
            not bow nor scrape around,
 
oh my ~!~ the saluting, 
                  the hollow honors, 
                  the oh so 'special' faultless fawning
 
WHO could be,
just be,

                               a friend  ~!~

             nothing less  ~!~
                              just FRI•END  ~!~

now that i am an elected MP  ̶z̶i̶l̶l̶i̶o̶n̶a̶i̶r̶e̶ 

                    i wished i were not elected 

                                nor  MP  

  

     »»»»»»»  i could not even be  ««««««« 

     »»»»»»»     a friend to me       «««««««

              without the Zillion$                                                       
                            of me

                     the  Zillionaire.

      

 $împlé $îmøñé

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