a poem

I was floating

In a fleeting moment

I saw you from above

I was looking at you from a bird's-eye view

A drab speck

That was you

Yeah, you

Whose bread and butter was to deride me

And your contemptuous look

Servile you sought

Flatter

Cajole

A blunder you had made!

In a blink of an eye

I was soaring high

Higher

Higher

I was a solar sailer

Plaudits!