Catastrophic calamity caused 

by careless oversight, 

you are the dimmest firefly in a field of fluorescent lights. 

Your pubescent arrogance led you 

to naively believe you were 

not out of your league, 

my fortress remained upright 

despite your sadly-executed siege. 

I could outsmart you at this game 

you attempt to play 

even if I was asleep, 

prepare to suffer your greatest loss, 

because I only play for keeps. 

You lit the candle at both ends 

then foolishly feigned ignorance, 

brace yourself as I attack you 

from every angle in defence. 

Not fooling anyone by claiming intellect, 

you simply regurgitated talking points to seem like you were smart—

but now you are my sole target. 

Bullseye every time 

when I pierce your heart 

with every dart, 

you may think you're safe 

but death is imminent 

for I am equipped to end this war you wrongly chose to start. 

Silver bullets shot at you from afar, 

you should've begged for mercy instead of 

proudly pretending that you were a star. 

Grim is your future, 

bleak your past, 

watch as I rewrite your fate, 

bet you're wishing you hadn't asked 

for a second helping 

before 

finishing what was already on your plate. 

I'll poke and prod at you 

with my pitchfork 

until you're 

pleading

 for mercy, 

give you a single drop of water 

when you're desperately thirsty. 

You should've picked your battles 

but now you're six feet underground, 

just like your predecessors, 

you were silenced before 

you could ever make a sound.