Poetry : Solitary Empire

I hide myself in my own Great Enclosure
Tired of seeking attention and exposure
I need no support for this one-man empire
Seeking to inspire but choose to retire
Why should I connect to many objects
Never paying attention to what they project
Learn as I fall off the edge to get knowledge
Ignorance reveals the truth so I pledge
To go where many shun and fear
Never to be in bondage of what is dear
Through the birth of enemies from my friends
A Jezebel lies to be a Ruth. Bitches love to pretend
So leave me alone in the darkness, my home
My sovereignty.
My Great Zimbabwe.
My Rome
With their fake lights they badly wire
As I rule myself in my Solitary Empire