Erica's Troubles

As Erica fought for her liberty She be truly began to see What life would be like for her But her troubles only got rougher As she grew and claimed more She often left others broken and sore She destroyed them as she forged her path Not stopping to think of her wrath Devastation of local friendlies Caused her to gain more enemies She let nothing stand in her way Dominating over her weaker prey She turned a blind eye to her troubles And it really left her in cultural rubbles She fought for causes with such passion But often refused to share the ration Why didn’t she listen to the voices And provide them with enough choices? Why didn’t she think about equality As she watched casualty after casualty? Why didn’t she treat people right While they continued to fight? She sits atop with power so immense But it seems she lacks common sense If she would have just stopped to see That her people weren’t living equally She could have made the needed change And maybe prevented the heated exchange If she only could’ve seen what she was doing She could have noticed what was brewing Now maybe is the time for her reckoning The moment to adapt is beckoning It’s not too late to listen still To collaborate and provide some goodwill Erica has a chance to re-imagine a new way Where peace guides her toward a new day