A Leader

A noble man runs for the presidency.

He practices his speech over and over again

In preparation for the big day.

He anticipates his chances

Which are never high.

This lowers his self-esteem and confidence,

Drowning him inside his bubble

Deeper than the depths of the oceans.

But the day arrives as swiftly as ever

And he does an outstanding job.

But, as tasks pile up,

It’s hard to remember what takes precedent

In this large office.

He spirals down in his mind

With no escape

Of the depths of the oceans.

Published by Issy Juanita

A writer with many stories, poems and ideas to tell...

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