Dictators
Do you imagine
With all your charisma
That you can hide
The stench of evil
Get down off your
Pedestals
You are figments
Of your own imagination
Peel off the layers
Around your hearts and
Release your
Fear to the world
For under that
Is the child
You once were
Sitting on your
Mother’s lap
Being caressed
By true love
It is never too late
To stop
The wrongs
That have coiled
Themselves
Around your souls
The Universe is
Beyond your reach
2012 Carol Ichinose