If You Ruled A Country
If you ruled a country
would you put it in your pocket?
let your people live?
or wonder what you'd give?
Would you open the doors?
to a million stranded floors?
Do you like hearing the sound of your own voice?
Feeling the air not moist.
Maybe one day you will see
the gitters of teeth
the holes in the soles
and re-think your role
Warmth of the animal covered on your skin
money and diamonds just thrown in the bin.
Your immortality reigns and reigns
that is why you'll never change.