Babbling speech echoes
from beneath the piped water
Hands rap on invisible walls
exiled beneath the weight of oppression
Tree bark peels like disemboweled promises
while the snake slithers out of his heralded slot
A flock of sparrows circle the over-coiffed head
forming a false halo – leaving excrement in their wake
A brush of a pen and a nod of his head
the lions circle his den before hunting his prey
The echoes and cries of the people converge
their outrage subdued – the dictator lives on.
Gypsie’s Wonderful World of Words 
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