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Tyrant

Their numbers are dwindling but their doings make the new headlines top
Yes those rules whose actions are fashioned like that of a despot
How they rule by fear and have that grip like an iron fist
Imprisoning or banishing or even neutralizing those who resist

But what is so noticeable these guys and family live in such luxury
Passing also some of this largess to their spin doctors and lackey
Sleeping well at night whist most of the people in the population
Have to live in a state that demonstrates that of destitution.

There are many reports by groups of the type of horror
That the people suffer some remain silent because of abject terror
Not knowing when will the situation be better or if the morrow
Will bring that change; so that they no longer will have to suffer

See how long they hold on to power, like it is for ever
Fixed in their minds that no one else can do any better
So therefore to make sure they assert themselves in that position
There can be cases in which there is disappearance of any opposition.

In some of the countries there are blessed with a natural resource
SO with this reserve the dictator can keep tyranny in force
And some of them flex their muscles in some of the world's quarters
Making threats about using nuclear weapons, and will fire on anyone who cross their waters.

There was some time when some forces tried opposing
One could hear of those brutal methods used in quelling
This most certainly will tend to create so much fear
In the minds of any other group that should ever dare.

Yes recently we say some countries in which a few got uprooted
The people power combined with other forces got them booted
However it may take some time to really convert a set of people
Who for a greater part of their lives spent it in fear and mentally trampled.

Recently the news broke about the death of one of them
We sat televised scenes of members of the population weeping
Are they mourning for him since he has finish his life's race
Or the weeping intensifies as they know who will be taking his place.

So tyrants beware no matter what you are human anyway
You will get ill, grow old as from you too youth will decay
Therefore Mother Nature and father time will take their hold
The like any other man the master will call you to his fold.





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