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Incompetent Leader

(Photo courtesy of the thegood.co)
(Photo courtesy of the thegood.co)

The day he was chosen, everything shattered.

He is the king, unjust, and a known murderer.

His words are power, his hands are traitor.

No wonder why, he always takes over;

Desiring to stay forever in a corrupted power.

There comes the peacemaker;

Not ashamed, punching the liar.

His pen shed light, the mammon trembled;

“It’s time to revenge”; death can be sold.

The first branch falters, so as the second.

However, the third remains its threshold.

A stronghold of justice, he never gets old.

“A fighter, an adjudicator, a tower of wisdom”, they told.

Facing death for him is gracious; Sweet death, no problem to mold.

Here comes the traitor, here comes the adjudicator.

A face-off intended to be cold, a face-off of the old.

War happens, fire ignited; No one wins, no one loses.

Everything’s unclear, uncertain;

Congaing with the beasts, the final scene’s a stain.

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