Demagogues
Demigods
Demagogues
Shamelessly
Proudly
Praying or preying,
Crowds high on disdain
But,
Did they know?
The clock,
Is no one’s friend.
When they come for you,
No one should say,
As you sow,
So shall you reap?
This poem is about:
Our world
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