The Dictator
It still seems like a dream,
The happy times I mean.
Yelling, screaming,
Tantrums and tales
What should I learn?
From such anarchy
The rule of a dictator
With the illusion of a god-complex.
All you ever want from her is the sex
No respect, no love, no gratitude
I am sick and tired of your attitude.
She protects, she provides she always cares
For you, you mean nothing but scares
Scares of anger and outrage,
Scares of financial pain
How much longer will you rule in vain?
A ruler must learn,
He must understand
To rule you must care and lend a hand.
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This poem is about:
My family
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