What demands can you command?
When from behind shadows,
Your voice mocks and imitates.
And you fear to make a public stand.
Periodically you seem so pleased,
After everyone has left...
To allow you to announce with glee,
What was done that got you upset.
You have a nerve to emerge,
With accusations barely heard in whispers.
But reluctant you are,
To face the music to sing solo.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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