Your Authority Selection is Pending

Put your hat in the ring
still tied to your head
should it be chosen
you'll succeed: be lead.

Outside the pines
it's a field of steam
yokes and reminds
there are tasks, I mean.

May that you rise
in stock held perfection
gently surmise
a hellish rejection.

Bubble your toils
a bath watered down
double the soils
for magister crown.

Ambition your sign
but bow lower still
your name is online
Macbeth of great skill.

Your murders and plots
for country abstract
whereas bloody cots
sleeping soldier sans tact.