Trumpets blast, but will it last.
Fear now fills the halls of power
An oligarch has left his tower
Spread the wealth among his friends
Regardless who he must offend.
Can the world survive this fate
Major powers he’ll isolate
Without the blue just red and white
Steals like a thief into the night.
Like many leaders gone before
Who on a pedestal did roar
A man of peace came laid his hand
He found his power built on quicksand.
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