(A message to Dictators)
* * *
Once upon your life time
in our land of the living
the environment was friendly
you claimed to have the midas torch.
...and it came to pass
you mounted wings
like the eagle
you soared high, very high
almost untouchable.
Your decades of stewardship
Pause! Work your mind over.
Behind the dark curtain
do voices still cheer
"Oh master live to ever!"
Thumbs down,
put the crown aside.
remove your clog shoes,
arise from your sedan chair,
in the midst of few trusted eyes,
humbly surrender your throne.
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