Throughout the years I’ve tried to stay
A hundred million miles
From anything and everything
About the Epstein Files
And if you feel the way I do
This lesson you should learn
Such people are like lava
Touch them and you burn
He lived a life of influence
But one that was so sordid
It’s hard to comprehend that by
Such wealth he was rewarded
It’s hard to think in livelihoods
Competitive and stressful
That someone so soul-damaged
Could be so damn successful
In drawing to his circle
And riders on his flights
The who’s who of a city
In his web of acolytes
I’ve heard that piles of money
Are odiferous and warm
And left out in the open
Around them flies will swarm
It’s said the root of evil
Is cupidity and such
I’m glad for that one reason
That I don’t have very much
But was it only money
That brought us to this hour
Perhaps much more enticing
Is the arrogance of power
He surely was a villain
Like ones we meet in fables
But he may have bent the river
That finally cleans the stables