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Wednesday, March 23, 2022

Socialist Sonnet No. 58

 

Loss Leader

 

Don’t place trust in leaders, leaders tell lies,

They’ll rousingly speak of national missions,

But in their hard hearts personal ambitions

Echo, and all humanity denies.

Their bellicose blather’s so much foul breath

That poisons the air in far too many lands,

They’ve got indelible blood on their hands

Spilled by those they mustered and marched to death.

Leaders talk of courage, dismissing fear,

Of honour gained through personal sacrifice,

Privilege of paying the ultimate price;

All the while the leader leads from the rear.

Though leaders may rise and leaders may fall,

Pity is, there’s no need of leaders at all.

 

D.A.

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