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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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