Follow The Leader

A revolution, glorious.
Cheering masses, roaring.
On a podium stood the man:
“Follow me,
The war shall be won.”

“Ignore the laws.
Refuse to work.
Boycott their goods.
Protest in the streets,
Make them pay.”
His promise remained:
“Follow me,
The war shall be won.”

A revolution, bloody.
Angry mobs, shouting.
Powerfully spoke the man, nay, the leader:
“Follow the leader,
The war shall be won.”

“Capture the officials.
Torch the buses.
Kill their supporters.
Fight for our cause,
beat them to their knees.”
His cry resonated:
“Follow the leader,
The war shall be won.”