Tyrants

Not one, we’ve seen too many

Already and there’s still no end

In the twenty first century –

This one for two months hid the truth

And killed those who’d speak of jeopardy.

This one left bleeding to death

A countless mass of innocent men

Who had vowed allegiance to his rule

Without fear or questions said.

He had pledged no care for those thousands dead.

This one levied certain

Punishment

For those who questioned his methods.

For a seat of power

Over three billion population.

Who knows if

He wanted power in terms of

Economy too, as he usurped

Businesses that the wise would rather do?

And he’d leave whimpering other nations too.

I might as well sing aloud

A song to denounce him in time…

Not wait wondering if I’ve been unfair.

I might as well ask others to join in chorus

Towards his early downfall.