There’s a reason I lie without company in my bed
The selfish thoughts were fleeting from my jumbled little head
The void of endless loneliness brought upon me from an action
As the leader of a nation, I fell victim to a faction.
This faction was unseen, yet created in my presence,
Tossed aside to live and die and breathe among the peasants.
Right there was the action that caused this utter mess
There was beauty in this action. That much I must confess.
The fact that I, the leader, gave no thought to what I did
Until it was too late, and like a father to his kid
Reprimanded strongly, myself and all I’ve done
Made me think that maybe next time I will not run.
You see, this faction was not people, but feelings I had felt
Tossed aside because of fear which had me by the belt.
Amongst the “I don’t knows” and the tyranny of my lie
My action goes now punished. The faction will now die.