Comman Man

 I was trotted on, left bleeding and for dead, yet I lived on, forgetting the crime enacted.

Again they came, with sweet words and gifts wrapped in silver foil, for they wanted my nod to rule the roost.
Being resilient and calm of mind, I gave in to their selfish desire.
I am the common man, of every country and the so-called nations of the world.
One day I will awaken and put my foot down, one move of my finger their Castle of cards, built on false promises, and sweet words, will come crashing down.
The power, and tons of gold and currency of no avail, their destiny changed as if ghosts of the past, have pronounced on them to extract vengeance.
Leaders at the helm beware, the sleeping beast isn't a pussy, it is a full grown lion.

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