Power of a King? – KensView

In this land where justices toy with might,
A ruling’s been cast in ancient light,
Where king and president can entwine,
And ambition subverts Founders’ design.
The Court, with corrupt intent and a sneer,
Has penned a future so very drear,
Where winner wears both crown and pin,
And scales of justice shift and spin.
A President with sole sovereign sway,
Would leave precedents in disarray,
Where once were checks and balances tied tight,
There would reign a Chief of singular right.
No longer bound by common chains,
The leader’s will like thunder reigns,
Just as savants of the past foretold:
A realm where honors, favors are all sold.
The one who wins November’s race
May lead the land with little grace,
And hold high a scepter in one firm hand
To bring the Constitution to an end.
Yet in this time of wayward scheme,
The People’s voices, often shunned, scream
That for freedom and rights to be upheld
Our Democracy’s foes must be expelled.
So observe with care, and mark this hour,
As power’s scope grows vast and dour,
Every wannabe tyrant’s acts so bold
Must be soundly beaten ten million fold.