Dictator Successor Dictator
DICTATOR – SUCCESSOR - DICTATOR
Absolute power lies in his hands,
How his chest expands!
How long does a Dictator last,
This era should now
Become the past.
His greedy ego,
Should not be fed,
The people all agreed and said,
His hedonistic ways,
Have left him
But a few days.
They all know,
That he must go,
His spies advise
That he lays low.
The masses, the army,
The man in the street,
Ready to march,
Bringing thousands of feet,
So angry, so vengeful,
So ready, so united
Everything’s planned,
It has been decided.
A coup erupts,
The Dictator’s out,
A unanimous decision
Which carried clout,
And in his place
Comes a cunning clone,
Who assertively says
All the land is his own!
The hearts of the masses
Immediately sink,
How stupid
Were they ever to think,
A clone, accomplice
To the Dictators deeds,
But fully aware ,
Of the people’s needs,
Would be re-active,
Sensitive and sane of mind
Not so –
Clone and Dictator were one of a kind.
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