Democracy: Doctrine of the Fallen
As is in heaven, so is on earth;
Democracy never went well for the foreigner on earth.
That serpent of old, well spoken in scripture,
Master of lies, deceiver and breaker of structure.
Democracy had him fall like lightning from heaven,
Absolute monarchy - sole authority in heaven.
Democracy - a system prone to fracture and strain,
Easily swayed, easily broken, again and again.
Highly preached, yet rooted in questionable feature,
Could it stem from that same old antagonistic creature?
A promising path, yet followed in blur,
Embraced without clarity of what truly occurs.
Democracy for Africa; a flame on the pyre,
A truth we desire; not an imposed attire.
Clearly not born from within; pressed from without,
A system we follow, yet scarcely about.
Democracy is not for all under earth,
Hereditary rule; the glory of empire’s birth.
As is in heaven, unbroken in worth,
So power stands whole; as is in heaven, so on earth.
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