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.

©j.black