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His Leadership

One lonely, longing, long-time leader Lost from time and from perspective His lifelong tendency to cheat and steal Ever evident and reflective He helped the rich get richer At the expense of hampering the poor The ones needing help got the least While the one’s with the most got more He exacted and enacted his will on the masses Then levied big breaks for elites in their taxes Though his greatest of rapings occurred when he ran Not from his wrongs, but instead for the land He was now at the height of his power assured Societal defects and diseases They were his to cure Unfortunately all of his thoughts were impure Alternatively, he brought pestilence, famine and war He was the hammer, the sickle, the axe and the drill He demanded devotion, dominated his will Never once thinking for the people He was only in it for the thrill That, and the hope that one day, His legacy would be etched upon a bill.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2017




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