This blog contains simple, thought provoking and deeply reflective poetry written by American poet, Doris Trueheart. Here is a large expanse of her poems covering a myriad of topics reflecting her heart.
Thursday, September 4, 2008
Zaki
He was a man quite puny.
At first, some thought him loony.
But his violence became quite known
His infamy throughout the land had grown.
He overthrew a government
And massacred each dissident
And named himself the king.
Oh! To have his name ring
Throughout a great empire
Was his great hope, and his desire.
So he controlled what was being said.
Upon others, he would tread.
He gathered unto himself an army.
His self-importance became smarmy.
He began wars with every group
And took over each with a coup d’etat.
He was most tyrannical by far.
And it became no mystery
That his name became etched in history,
The great Napoleon.
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