Little Fingers
From the time that he’s awake,
his little fingers start to quake.
Posting lies to suit his needs,
planning out his dirty deeds.
Finally, charged for his crimes,
as former cronies dropped more dimes.
And with them all it was enough,
for DA Bragg to call his bluff.
And when the Justice hammer fell,
it echoed like a ringing bell.
Around the world the people saw,
how sweet is our, Rule of Law.
Copyright © Samia Ali Salama | Year Posted 2024
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