Omniscient

All seem small to me
As a conflict without a meaning
A window without a view
I heard when he spoke to millions
He read from the words in gold
They seemed to be amazed
Will I feel it to?
Cheers and tribute
They seemed to love him
His ideas and thoughts
See his risen glory
Not likely he’ll ever stop
Soon it will be I who stand there
I’ll read my speech as well
Feeling failures for hundred
And hated for all