For My President When He Dies

Your heart i see, but do not understand
Intentions are for the tongue
Lies, the ears would never stand
Action is what satisfies the eye
We prayed hard to leave this dung.

A true villain of our time
I looked forward to the rise of your sword
But you brought a different rhyme
One i would never dance to
Every deed sure has a good reward.

My regards to you and the past
The future has arrived, doing well
We would fight and fast till it last
long enough to make your spirit dream
Because old and young would equally excel.

Victor Oyedele