I SAW HIM AGAIN

I SAW HIM AGAIN I saw him again Arms raised open wide Like a patriarch’s plea for rain. Face grins smooth radiant hide Looks innocent, eyes bright Sunlit by day,  neon light night. I saw him again Better morrow he assured all, Lips thick, utterance vain. At the wake of khaki falls! For mandate he calls with placards raised. Weapon terror, deeds corrupt Yet for one more terms he begs. I saw him again Bloody knave, desperate for state tool. But we are no fools, Laborers plight he forsook Dilapidated road and structures I look, In expensive convoys he moves Leaving behind trails of blood and tears We are no fools Let us rise to oust him, So that we see him no more.