Day Rains Love's Door Unto His King

Imagining, if we had leaders as rulers, governments, kings and queens Around her world where their greatest priority was, the well being of every Life within these society's; truly, no heart left behind love's battle cry instead this Serving themselves above all else while, sucking cling'stone crocodile's, reptile dreams ? Pushing aside the poor child whom merely holds two mites; jockeying for his money makers Which blow smoke about her skies and fashion mirrors their molten divide his lucre's refined: filthy Rags defiling humankind creating darkness bleaker than they but, Angels, ascending as descending; latter.