The labour of our heroes is buried in the past;
They fought for our nation to earn discrimination?
They once fed the nation but now feed on the nation;
Some bake all the cake to enjoy only the crumbs?
He was once a villain but turned into a hero;
They took him for a coward but he ended up a hero?
They propped him to the throne and he pelted them with stones
When they pointed out his throes?
They both made a vow but he then broke the bond;
He stayed true to his oath but his men loved to revolt?
They worked hard for his crown but he turned into a clown;
They looked forward to his dance but he fell into a trance?
He told them he could swim but soon started to sink;
He set out to repair but he failed first to prepare?
He meant well for the people but his men loved to dribble;
He did hate to be rude but his men proved to be brutes?
They warned him to beware but he knew not of what;
They maneuvered his kindness and made it their madness?
They tainted him with the umbrella but with brooms cleansed his image;
The friends of the king are merely friends of the crown?
He engaged mostly his people and enraged the nation;
He blessed some with the mouth that sent others to dungeon?
They want him to be strict but not on themselves;
He trusts them with his secrets but they thrust them to his foes?
We trusted them with our pearls but they cast them to big pigs;
My head wants to be fast but my heart wants to relax?
He cut down his friends to step up his power;
He called them his brothers but they cut down his soldiers?
He loves deploying missives that keep ruffling feathers;
They gave him some powers and he now scoffs at elders?
He called him a robber but turned into his father;
He was once a thief but turned a new leaf?
He thinks he is their leader but they take him for a dealer;
They thought him a fool but he taught them a lesson and took over their stool?
He’s not close to a sage in spite of his age;
He lays claim to knowledge but lays bare his folly?
They were meat providers but now butchers of men;
He forgave all the sins that they didn’t even confess?
What if we find that their pot is blacker than our kettle
The leaders fight today and make up tomorrow;
And the leaders of tomorrow never see tomorrow?
© Tonykata 2019
From Random Thoughts: A Collection of Essays and Poems by Tony Ekata
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