The coward cowers in his bunker deep,
For him, there is no sleep.
Hiding from the protesting throng
Demanding equal rights, for so long.
He cannot sleep, in this room dug deep,
Remembering their determined cry,
Fearful, at their hands, he may die.
To build another wall, popped into mind,
To protect him, from the electorate, he’d find,
Must be built, exceedingly quickly,
Keeping him safe, from everything moving.
The chain link wall, was built over night.
Then blocked in, so no one sees through it.
If only, it would keep him in, and not, people out.
We all need protecting, from this dangerous lout.