Candidate


The buffoon boasts of how to better the world.
His boundless appetite for attention never satisfied.
False promises made to appease the masses.
Not content with leading, on the take.
Morality in shades of gray, patterns of mistrust.
Rich in character, thick with charisma, lacking in substance.
Only a fool paraded as a puppet for amusement.
Mysterious might behind the right. Controlling.
Another dancing doll, pretending to care.
Easily seen through tempered mirrors.
The reflection of the collective soul.
Darkened by the blood of innocence.
Glutenous from lust for consumption.
The Vampire sees no reflection.
Only the gates of darkness look back.

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