Sandman
Sand promises ever shifting in the wind.
A word given; too easy to rescind.
How can we trust such a liar?
Is this a man to admire?
His minions kick sand in our eyes,
So his true self we don't recognize.
Evil has won out the day
But we can't let him have his way.
Now he's crossed a line in the sand.
It's time for Liberty to take a stand.
February 12, 2025
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