The
mighty can fall
It
can't be there all the times
When
the time has come
Don't
stay the welcome
Sadly
with power crazy leaders
They
don't see that way
They
always think it is their right
To
sit on the power chairs
When
the injustice rules
The
lopsided laws to benefit a race
It
will spell the down trend
Too
much addiction many will fall
Too
many back doors
The
bad decision makes the fall
It
isn't an aromatic smell
It
smells of decay of the souls
The
mighty can fall
The
end has come to get the new
The
waves of change in the air
The
bad leaders will cry in pain
They
can cheat; pay money to win
Using
runners to write flowering tales
Will
the bees come to pollinate?
Sadly
they hear the gong of Bamboo River
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