A Dark Success

The dark success,
Is but a mess.
The death it brings
Just for their rings.

The dark success
Isn’t careless.
Seeping into your life,
It cares not for your strife.

The dark success,
It can possess
The meaningless
And worthless.

Yet it brings great luxury
And is still a heresy,
But they love it;
Cause they have the bit.

The dark success,
It’s there to possess,
And control it does
all those just because.

And then it disposes
of their meager carcasses,
an evil that caresses
Are the Dark successes.