A Degree in Deceit

With cunning guile, he wielded power

A master of manipulation, each hour

His flaws, a strategic ploy, a ruse to gain

A foothold in the region, a ruthless refrain

Like vultures circling, eyes on the prey

All sides converge, in a deadly fray

A scramble for the spoils, a war to claim

Their abilities, a clever game

With empty promises, he came to power

Unity, a distant dream, in each hour

Price restrictions, a distant past

The farmer’s plight, a forgotten cast

The economy faltered, a nation’s despair

As he restructured, with a calculating air

A degree in deceit, a title well-earned

His legacy, a trail of broken dreams, forever learned.