by Julia Griffin

One wicked man is all it takes:
One appetite that nothing slakes,
Which somehow went unseen before.
Now Europe shivers to its core
To see such elevated stakes.

Some horror every morning wakes
The Western conscience till it aches,
And nobody can now ignore
One wicked man.

Though all his promises are fakes
Exposed by every move he makes,
He has ensured we can’t be sure
He won’t begin atomic war,
So we must heed, for all our sakes,
One wicked man.