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Rob Ford Now

You thought Rob Ford went to Heaven. You prayed he got his wings. For all it takes to make him welcome; to those I tell these things. He seemed the very human being we'd idol for our flaws. The press enforcing he was bad despite their shaming cause. A skin flint with our many dollars. A hero to the city. While ambushed by a waiting counsel to bring about our pity. He sinned the sins of every man. The bureaucrats own misgiving. His peers exploiting him as worse with none of them forgiving. A martyr with a thousand plans. His goal to bring the peace. Now silenced for a greater cause, his soul won't know to cease.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016




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