We Have Something Putin Lacks
We have something Putin lacks
Tattered torn but not unbowed
It is called Democracy
Alive, not in a shroud
It is a weapon of such power
It cannot be daunted
Even in the darkest hour
When worst evil’s flaunted
Democracy awaits a time
And then takes center stage
Illuminating each sad crime
Dissecting phony rage
Sadly, sadly Mr. Putin
You face no such scourge
But Russians tired of your looting
Just might get the urge
For democratic revolution
Oh, perish the thought
Yes, an apposite solution
To the fate you’ve wraught
Oh Vladimir, your die is cast
Stay tuned to see it working
And if your day is overcast
And you hear something lurking
It’s just democracy, that’s clear
It could work there. It will work here