When Leadership Falls Blind Poem by Terence George Craddock
When Leadership Falls Blind
what is truth? echoes
an oily old question,
wrinkle onion skin asked;
politics grips, a tight
wrapped multilayered
dirty game, truth said;
all power corrupts,
sought absolute power goes
to, skull demon head;
feeds infestation, ego
hearts political animals,
grip power justice blind;
Terence George Craddock (Afterglows Echoes Of Starlight)
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