Monday, December 07, 2015

life in the circle


In the circle he sits
Drawing the lines to wall him in
Surrounded by his loyalists
He feels he is secured from attacks

The walls erected around him
He comes out occassionally to see
Though he refuses to hear the drumbeats
He knows for a fact he isn't popular

The loyalists willl whisper
The good deeds to the people
Saying the members supporting him
To lead the pack in the years ahead

The leader listens
Eyes seem far away
His mind thinking what he has to do
He isn't popular on the street

He regrets his lost opportunities
He could have taken the bull by the horns
He felt he couldn't face the crowd
He lost the time; he shut himself up

The loyalists keep shouting
Telling the people to support him
The damages of his silence
The perception of bad deeds

So he sits alone
In the circle with his loyalists
Counting his days
When he will face the truth


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