FOWC: Thief

It didn’t come in under dark of night

It was always there, hiding from light

Under the rocks, buried in caves

Once fought by knights or knaves

Freedom, conscience, truth, are now travesty

All stolen by our leader’s dishonesty

The fruits of his labors now are sealed

A thief of civility now revealed.

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