The so called Political appointee
Or shall I say the Politician's puppet or adoptee
Or amputee or whatever tee
One Who neglects His duties
For He fears to loose His seat and riches
Mere riches, only temporary
He'd rather give in to His Boss's tyranny
In the end, it is the Masses the Victims
And the Leaders the Culprits
Today, We fear ridicule
And sometimes i wander, what if I wore their shoes?
Shall I yet stay principled?
And when ridiculed,
Shall I like Ali or Malcolm or Luther King
Yet stay principled?
So I can live, even dare leave, a fairest World possible?
Indeed sometimes I wonder
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