Exemplum

I see something cruel
Something that must use hatred as fuel
Its pride is outstanding
You'll never see it panicking
Constrain its wrath you wouldn't dare
The same path you couldn't share
A beast that envies care
But relishes the dire
Sounds of silent tears, the beast the crier
And when this glutton for abuse
Is full beyond use
He takes a few more bites and swallows the truth
A vain soul if one he had
Lustily pursuing depravity, immorally sad
He is magnificent, undoubtedly evil's craft
A playground for sinister acts

I stare at him and admire how he feeds
I have never seen such patience or such greed
I can see he is in great need
But sloth my sin
I can only sit, watch, and grin
And as I try to get nearer
To see the beast's misery clearer
I'm impeded by this fucking mirror