the fake warrior

The fake warrior

Drumming up on stage

With a mike on his hand

He talks about his exploits

It's his virtual world

He says he sails the seas

He fights the sharks and beasts

If only he stops telling his lies

The audience of the young

Minds traveling far dreams in their eyes

The fake warrior tries to instill his way

Let them think they have a chance with him

But somebody shout at him

“You aren't a warrior but a fake!

You haven't been to the seas

You were dreaming in your pool!”

All eyes turn on him

The fake warrior bolts and runs

He hears the boos and calling names

“Roast the chicken! Let it be crispy!”