The cloud that bears rain
is wanted time and again
Promises made for their keeping
prevents the earth from weeping
Leaders who make a charter
not their virtues to barter
reap harvests with no shame
and seldom get the blame
The magic of deeds
that prioritise not wants but needs
and make equal all souls
sums up a true leader’s goals
That the perfume of flowers
be the objective of powers
That in their living hours
bestow sunshine with the showers
montes-musings.blog 
So nice Monte
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