Sycophancy Poem by MAGNUS AMUDI

Sycophancy



Sycophancy

He waved at us
Such a good fellow
Or so we thought
Now the eclipse is gone

And faces now brighter
We saw trails
He was the one
He that took our position

And drank our portion
Of the libation
Given to us all
Yet he calls himself a brother

If such is brotherhood
Shall I stay brother less?

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