So Little, Too Much
It is a documented fact
A tiny leak can work a crack
Until waters behind a mighty dam
Wreak havoc on this sacred land
A single match in someone's care
Can start a flame while we're unaware
He'll stoke the fires and destroy the trees
Aided by a steady breeze
A silver tongue can lull the crowd
It need not be too strong and loud
His power hungry comrades there
Will quietly install the agendas they share
It's not too hard to plant a seed
That he has exactly what people need
For hard times wash a people's brain
And promises are all that remain
Marian
June 18, 2009
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