Mad Or Not Mad Poem by Mai Murphy Venn

Is he mad?
Is he bad?
It is sad,
Abuse of Power is like a gigantic gun.
It can be provoked randomly just for the fun.
Corruptions may come in many ways.
As leaders' cling to their ending days
A wise man will always keep his head.
A mad man will not think. Just shoots you dead.
If reason has gone berserk in his distorted brain
No telling what he will do, next, under mental strain.
Beware for he knows not what is politically right.
Now he is running out of time as the end is in sight.
The famous, Don Quixote, battle his windmills in vain.
But this man is organising riots that are so insane.