Forlorn Governor

That dark common man, whose body exalt squalid, Was horribly lacerated by the hands of indigents he unite, Indigent he fiercely relegated his comfort avoiding their neglect, He dreams their future, heaven, and hell, he saw routes to avoid; Teaching them friendship and techniques to be real brother; Uncloven: Gods of Arab, and Jews to be worshipping in peace, He bought white delights to all sexa, and defile his faith pace, Thinking his togetherness would virtuely flow all race together, He picks serfs in rain, and serfs in sun for knowledge exhort Oblivion to them now, for them he reject post of prime minister; To walked amongst their distress, drunk in them uncondition He called all people his children, and nourished them in respect, Let my children inn always he said, for they enter and killed him, That unrecognised body was a prince, and a governor of esteem.