Death of a Tyrant

He has passed away .
Been long ill . Now finally died , in his bed .
There are few good words to be said.
You cannot always , Speak well of the dead .

Tears widespread are shed .
A lot of the people know no other regime .
The future now looks uncertain for them.
They had only ever lived , Under his lead .

For acolytes and cronies , Mixed salad bowls .
They were fully aware of the insecurity of their roles .
Depending on his grace , favor and whim .
Now there is no longer him .

They will fight like rats in a bag .
There is no successor , His death wasn't planned .
Intrigues and schemes . Harboring leadership dreams .
-They did not mourn the death of a tyrant ....