The ascendant, exalted apex predator surveying the supplicant masses dispirited, indentured, commodified they languish in their misery acquiescent to degradation THE DEFENSE: So cruel are the vagaries of fortune by which I was uplifted while others were summarily cast down So spare me your righteous indignation accuse me not of turpitude or hubris for simply being what I am my rapacity is obligatory it comes with the territory though my acts may seem transgressive they simply exceed your paltry grasp your admonitions mean nothing your plight is worthy of pity but it's the consequence of your own fallacy plaintive cries, falling on deaf ears mean nothing The truculent, decadent apex predator stands accused of imperious vices the masses, aggrieved in their squalor no longer will they submit to degradation A litany of accusations accosting me follows me through my dominion vulgar throngs at the gates shrilly demanding recompense Cowards! you protect yourselves with numbers you think you can earn parity extorting from me pounds of my flesh? Ingrates! so feeble-minded, you cannot comprehend the splendor, the endowment I've bestowed unto the likes of you THE PROSECUTION: Your ill-gotten gains are evidence of your abasement Your seat atop the food chain is a throne of lies Enervated without your precious wealth to save you expect no clemency from those you've preyed upon Usurer, we return your gold to those who earned it Despot, your tormented subjects we release Your perceived invulnerability is pure contrivance Your platitudes mean nothing to us anymore Bloodied you shall bow under the weight of evidence against you Deny if you will, mendacity assures your condemnation Slave driver, you'll succumb under the yoke your thralls have carried Now revealed for what you truly are: No apex predator... No lowly scavenger... A parasite!