The Mind Of A Tyrant

I actually call this poem for (Cruelty Act: Tyranny). It's actually from the perspective of a man leading dictatorship and is a real tyrant. I hope you like it and don't forget to review please!

The Cruelty of Act

I’m the definition of cruelty, cunningly everything I commit defines crudity with a C -- kroo-uhl-tee. I’m the harsh truth of human insensibility I lack total empathy, vulgarity! This is a pure act out of animality I conduct slavery -- supremely so thrillingly -- willingly I stab killing-ly -- distinguishably mad skill efficiency -- deliciously -- devastating all that’s preciously -- rapidly and flawlessly dictatorship like a monstrosity -- I’ll be running schemes on incredibly weak human beings utilizing their vulnerabilities. I’m a genial mind out of cruelty so ferociously -- look in my sleeve -- this is not an act of human liberty -- I feel serenity when I make people live in misery -- tyranny -- my land holds no democracy -- only an aggressive vengeful crowd that wants to retaliate for my crimes that I done through times -- Probably a thousand times I ended a great quantity of human lives as to now. -- I awaited the end of life as I get sliced with knives -- my land is now civilized and I died a tyrant of my time.