RUTHLESS  

If you had balls you’d be ruthless
And maybe not so benign
Who wants a tiger that’s toothless
When his heart is made for crime? 

The cannibal dream that you can’t ignore
Feasts now on your heart
We all know that’s not what dreams are for
So it’s time that you made a start 

And I know that you seek glory
The laurel, the frond, the bay
But this so far has not been your story
Circumstance has had its say 

Still the road is full of mystery
And stories left unresolved
Embrace the details of your history
Maybe then you can conquer gall 

If you had balls you’d be ruthless
And maybe not so benign
Who wants a tiger that’s toothless
When his heart is made for crime?