Henchman

Stranded
In a life in which your struggle for acceptance
Is a never-ending chore
Upbraided
For your actions past and present and rewarded for the ideas
Of the future's bright open door
The henchman
Is the human analogue of the suffering multitudes
Who like good dogs sit and lick for their reward
So what good advice have I got for you
To insure against your likely metamorphosis into this reprobate?
Don't be a henchman
Stand on your laurels
Do what no one else does and praise the good of other men
For good man's sake
And when everyone else in the world follows your lead
(Although a cold day in hell it will surely be)
That's when the entire world shall live in harmony