I Will Not Wait

I will not wait for his breath to resign
So that I can curse the activities of his office
He has to discern the lot before he goes to sleep
He has to be told everything while his eyes are wide open
And his expansive ears are perfectly pricked.
I will divulge the precision in written terms, songs and chants.
So my voice will live on
Even after his breath has resigned
I can’t wait for him to begin to breathe haltingly
I am safe and sound because I tell the truth
Before his breath has resigned

I will not look at the setting sun
And wait for darkness to completely shroud the universe
So that I can enlighten everyone about his hostile management
No! I will not do that
I will depict his inequities in hours of daylight
Exclusive of fear of reprisal
Because word dies not in any creation
That is why I will expose his shortfalls
So that he may be an education to others
Who will vie for the position after his breath has resigned

I will leave no stone unturned
When undressing his veiled activities
I will amass all the literature and put it on paper
And I will not ask for his observation or estimation
I will not look at his shriveled face
So that I may be filled with empathy
I will revolve my eyes away
As my pencil will be exploring the departed days
When he subjugated me and others
Then I will have no time to stare at his goodies
I will only publish his vices
When his breath is still entire
And I will not wait for his breath to resign.