To a leader, undefined.

Repetition,
Not a mission
For some closure
To the brochure
Selling trinkets
For a million
Gonna buy it?
Rut you'll be in

Safe is way
Within my league
If defined
Is my critique

Smile now
Lie beneath
Bees, in essence
Sink their teeth
Into meaty
Flesh of yours
But I notice
You do know

Thus, sad for you
And not for me.
You are lost
Whilst I am free.