Master of Control

Chaos and control flow hand in hand, 

A frenzied covenant between master

And servant, two to meet the demand. 

 

Dominance is sought by the hand 

Holding the whip, but true power lies in 

Submission, a surrendering of command. 

 

Flesh breeds strength beneath a brand, 

To be marked, a possession of desire, 

Wielded by an unwavering demand. 

 

Weakness is cleaved and unmanned 

In those moments of refined trust, a pleasure 

Forms beneath the jaded law of command. 

 

Sacrificing the burden of choice, to disband

Autonomy, the servant has now become the 

Sovereign, a temptress arousing demand. 

 

True control is a facade and sham, lies

Spun to deceive the weakness of man, 

A slave of the flesh aching for command, 

Never to be freed from this irresistible demand.