Mr President

how I drank you in

watching all of you

greatly honoured you speak for me

But you had everything coated

You rose to the podiums

For curated, crafted words

your heart ill with indifference and other poisons

the strangest of gods residing and walking with you

it was only the fleeting, flying sparks with you

never the light of truth

the charms of this world serving you

we took the dangled crumbs

yeah in the end I saw

that, that crown you wear

I, all of us gave it

But it escaped me

when it ascended to adorn you

and we, left just spectators.