The Dictator
*dedicated to Rafael Trujillo
Choose to hide or choose to run
From the barrel of my gun
Choose to flee or choose to stay
For this could be your dying day
Praise me as I stomp you down
And beat you dead into the ground
Praise my countenance revere
And you will know the face of fear
Now you see me now you don't
Now you love me soon you won't
I decide who lives and dies
Spinning truth from heinous lies
I'm the god with all the power
I'm the world's most darkest hour
Dare you ever question me?
If I'm the man you wish to be?
Copyright © Yoni Dvorkis | Year Posted 2009
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