aristocracy

You sense behind you
an irresistible buildup

A nameless, insatiable
demand for breakthrough

An eternity of beauty
rushes through you

You have inherited vast fortunes
and their attendant responsiblities

You hold on to all this
as though the very world
was waiting for you

You say :

Of the dull, what is required
is not what is required
of those who shine

But :

How long
can you hold on?