Dictator

You build huge monuments,

while your people starve,

Your greatness is simply,

The hate you invoke.

The downtrodden never speak,

But in rebellion,

The fear of your bullets,

Silences their burning rage.

But for how long

Will this oppression last ?

Will not the instinct for survival,

Override fear one day?

And then there will be,

Violence, deaths,

Martyrs,

And freedom.