A lament and a hope
Gone are the days of strength and valor,
Behold the days of tyranny and squalor,
For the time are a -changing,
Everyday truth is found hanging.
Inspite of your great feminine prowess,
the world shall remain leaderless,
for you lack idealism,
for freeing the world from this devilish prism.
Let the naysayers step aside,
and to the people's dictate abide,
for the leader to ascend,
for making our destiny mend.
one must look for the answer in one's soul,
for getting out of the debilitating hole,
before we regret the goal,
that time stole.