The Entitled...

He moves in a room with just a sense of himself
The world must turn on the pivot of his just rewards
There is payment due from me and from you
We owe him so much in the eyes of his heart...
your time, your space, the very fruit of your loins.
His foundation is fear, doubt, mistrust, and permissive beginnings .
He is not dangerous because he is strong,
but because he is weak.