Sonnet to the Frailty of Virtue

corruption

My power to corrupt
Perhaps deserves attention
Case in point: Adult male

Complained
I drained

Him of his
Life, his body,
And his soul
I was heretofore
most unaware
Of this ability
To control

But you see,
It's not me

I sense he is more frail
Than he first dared to mention
For it seems all too easy to disrupt

Unravel and undo
This ultimate paragon of masculinity and virtue