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You are not a leader

You never were

You would rather leave the country than protect the soil

We can see right through you

The great fasade

Watch the country burn. You watch as the land is charred

Brushing off the problems

Wasting countless funds

No economy with fires blazing, stunned

I can see the ending

And you know it's true

The land is girt by sea but burning right through

The climate rising with no contingency

Incinerated

The land on which we sit is desecrated

Creatures great and small

You know they have no chance

One billion lives are lost

This is the circumstance

No planning, no thought

No empathy

for those you claim you care for

Nothing but false promises