We wanted a man of prudence and courage
To slay the dragon of corruption
With honest hands, but the headman
Brought us a man of deceitful indulgence;
We ought to be celebrating of his strong muscle
Twisting arms of giants but he is their hero,
He left their hands unbruised
And desolation to the dwarfs;
He gives to the poor empty shells,
The ignominy of his inequity, the guilty
Cannot judge others,so he
Placates the public with placebos;
Rather than seeking merit on work well done
He looks for scapegoats
And wears excuses like
A graduation gown.