The Leader Who Has Been Chosen Knows Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

They stood by and watched,
Their lifestyles slide into the gutter.
They stood and condoned this...
As if observing a parade.

Now a selected leader says to them,
'Your activities will change!
I will not tolerate your spoiled whims.'
And they begin to treat him,
With much disrespect.
Because the truth to them has never been spoken.

And...
The leader who has been chosen knows this.
That is why he remains honest.
With a smile on his lips!

'What 'was' isn't anymore!
What 'is' will be.
Whether you like it or not.
Call me what you want to.
And deny my place of birth.
But I am the one to whip this place back into shape.
I am accustomed to being treated,
Less than dirt is worth.
AND...
By you!
I've been groomed.'