An Ode To Our Leader
January 2, 2017 at 7:12 pm Leave a comment
An Ode To Our Leader
There was no stopping
Time, nor place nor mapped way;
we just voyaged unpausing
to our GOAL which
as we voyaged, we found
was mostly what it was*
–a word, and vague fancies.
…Freedom is barely valued
until it’s lost
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*our goal, i should say,
which simply receded
infinitely.
his goal was to rule us
and easily succeeded.
most of us simply wanted CHANGE;
that goal we’ve certainly achieved!
We have a Leader now
Long Live The Leader And The Party!
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I wasn’t going to make any comments, I’ll make one. The entire resemblance of this to certain manifestoes is quite unplanned, of course. That would require sarcasm, which I barely know how to recognize let alone use. I am proud of knowing the word, though.
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