|Doomsday by AndreeWallin @ deviantART|
I’m telling you,
The life of a super villain
Bent on world domination
Is not as glamorous as you might think…
Success can be nearly impossible
With those pesky heroes
Swooping in to foil my evil plans,
And if you think the glass ceiling
Exists only in the corporate rat race,
Try being a woman in a circle of bad guys,
Never taken seriously,
Chosen each year as recording secretary
Rather than Head Arch Villain,
Always asked to provide refreshments
For meetings of our Unrelenting League of Evil…
Karma proved a much better ally
Than the treacherous colleagues
I’m usually forced to choose.
Those violent rumblings beneath your feet
Are the repercussions of your own actions,
The fire and brimstone raining down upon you,
Reducing your world to smoking rubble,
A fitting outcome considering all you’ve done.
Not only did I defeat you,
I destroyed you.
I will dance in the ashes of your deceptions,
Merrily kicking at your withered corpse in celebration.
My transformation is complete,
From betrayed victim to vengeful victor.
You will never underestimate me again.
~~~ This was written in response from Imaginary Garden with Real Toads asking us to write a poem about doomsday with a happy twist. This is the latest installment in my Missive from the Lair series, be sure to read Part 1 and Part 2.