Saturday, July 15, 2017

the old master

The old master
The way he thinks
He hasn't lost his touches
He will get his way

The troubles are his
He makes the crooks today
Now he sees bad intentions
It has gone the other way

The supremacy of a race
The political gimmick weaves its magic
The race begins to feel tipsy
Believing it is God sent!

But the fall will be heavy
By the race own doing
The old master has found
He has to correct it

So he will bring down
The current leader to his knees
The old master can't be pushed around
It is time the race get out of its addiction!

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