Entitlement Egos

          A young child cries before he can even open his eyes. Before his teens demanding his entitlement allowance. Curds of way, to foul to say. A shouting tense, prince making demands to young to understand what it is to be "The King". For like sour, spoiled milk...The crowds felted the somersault roll of a stomach that a mouth of watering will upchuck & boar on to the royal floors. For a spoiled child is a rotten apple for sure. Entitlement of adulthood leads his way...Without lifting a finger or dirtying a nail. To expecting the bail of money to hail...While the poor are knowing to freeze. Novice of spoiled, hopefully he will acknowledge & recoil. Time again, a karma to pay his past life of unwanted fame. Thrown he is born, to balance the ancient scales of laws. To be hurtfully born again to repent past sins...To feel such an unfair justice what he ignorely placed amongst some others. Lessons of this GRANDEUR of living us ignorance of mortal man of first sin has to repented...Again & again...