The Epistoler

A little boy I thought

How cool would it be to pray

For all of humanity when

I'm all growed up

Pray for happiness and success

For prosperity and wealth 

For good mental health too

I would have prayed except it's still not

In the syllabus

I prayed that I'd use social media to

Help and protect peoples

I prayed to become a politician 

Of a political party of perhaps 

My own country

I prayed to be the richest nicest king

An intellectual trained for

Anything at all

A leader supreme with a cavalcade

A jetsetter with my own airstrips

And islands 

I prayed to change the world 

To be an epistoler like no other

That I always was