The Path To Power

The Path To Power

They bought him toys when he was born

He found if he screamed they’d buy him more

They had to be new or he’d kick up a storm

They wanted him to be happy and not poor

At school his teachers thought he was rude

His behaviour towards others was of concern

Then his parents said the school would be sued

So they gave him top grades in return

As a teenager he bought several flash cars

He picked up girls each lasted a night

He sought happiness in the cocktail bars

He believed that his money bought might

Very soon he faced the first accusation

An undergraduate accused him of rape

But his lawyer acted without hesitation

A threat and a bribe helped him escape

In pursuit of happiness he became obsessed

Poor people were a nuisance and in his way

Each dollar he made left him feeling blessed

Though he sought for more riches every day

To many such behaviour was that of a leader

He was ruthless and he would get things done

They cheered his lies and praised him as a cheater

And that is the story of how fascism won

Copyright: David Hopcroft September 2025

Liar Liar

Liar Liar

He listened to his parents when he was young

Explaining to each other what they had done

Their accounts differed from what he had seen

He accepted they hid reality behind a screen

His teacher told him he lived a life of fantasy

Recalling events that never existed in history

His parents ensured him a place at university

Though evidence of study was a mystery

He founded his career upon his inability

To recall anything resembling truth properly

It was easier to progress by telling lies

At first people could hardly believe their eyes

Hardly a surprise when he told of his mission

He would find success as the greatest politician

Proclaiming he would make his country great

Though how to do it lacked any serious debate

He would even change everything overnight

He did so by giving dictators a green light

His strength was never in his own ability

But in public apathy and his own fragility

The young seemed more interested in dope

The old it seemed had given up hope

The media would parrot his every word

Seemingly unaware of what had occurred

Copyright: David Hopcroft February 2025