It Feels Good To Rule Poem by Mellissa E. Borth

They thought I was feeble
They thought I was weak
So when I struck back
They fell at my feet
And it feels good to rule.

They assumed I was stupid
They assumed I was dumb
So when I rose up
They easily succumbed
And it feels good to rule.

They told me to be gentle
They told me to be kind
So when I didn't listen
They knew I was a fiend.
And it feels good to rule.

They supposed I was evil
They supposed I was mean
So when I held back
They gave it to me
And it feels good to rule.

They surmised I was placid
They surmised I was serene
So when I fought back
They let me be
And it feels good to rule.

They said I was nothing
They said I wouldn't last
So when I left my mark
They gave me a crown
And it feels good to rule.
Yes, It feels good to rule.