Deceiver, you have burdened the many.

Death stains the underside of your footprint.

You are unworthy.

Loaves have been so barren peasants would accept crumbs.

You are a hoarder while the people are hungry.

I have seen through your mirage.

Jester.

Crown.

Liar.

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David Kain

Poetry, politics, and sometimes video games. #FreeAssange