ode to an oval office

If I connect - I get connected...
self-important - self-elected...
and always paychecks before personality.
Oh, sweet superficiality!
Oh, blessed greed!
You're all I need...
I'm alone but I am number one.

"Yes" I said, "I agree."
I heard myself "What's in it for me?"
My attention - my personal Christ.
My lilting soul, profit, the heist.
This the test, but it's been forty days.
Do I speak the violence or am I the prey?
I'm all alone except for the sun.
I'm alone and I'm still number one.