No “One” Is Qualified
To lead such a diverse nation
Certainly not the likes of me
I spend my time leading myself
With no followers to guide
As a contrarian individualist
Who pooh-poohs the rules by
Conforming to the axiom
If you don’t do anything wrong
You can not get caught
Inciting peaceful anarchy
A silent revolutionary rebel
Dropping hints of meritocracy
Subtly without subterfuge
Hoping it will catch on as
A means to go forward
Taking experts in various fields
Of different religions races genders
Perhaps fifteen to twenty one
Willing to work together to evolve
All space travelers on the earth ship
So that no “one” advances one agenda
Progressively dismantle the
State run flawed rule of law
Replace w/ compassionate guidance
Starting off with making sure
Everyone on the ship is fed
Has clean livable quarters and
Free to move around the sphere
As it is everybody’s mobile home
Hurling through the cosmos
Realizing there is no separation
From the bloated belly baby
Starving to death of no nutrition
Nor clean water or decent shelter
While some capitalist dines on a
Gold flaked steak and blood red wine
In an ivory tower guarded 24/7
As all become aware no one is qualified
Finally shake the status quo
That never drains the swamp just
Changes the names of the creatures
Followed by an (r) or a (d)