The Assassin

This is a fictitious tale of a fellow who aims to assassinate an anonymous American president, however, he abandons his plan after accepting the ideal that democracy gives him a chance to bring about a change without betraying any humane principles, no matter how 'callous' the leader might seem.

Its the small hours and the clock goes off,
He is irked and goes to shut it with a scoff,
Reaches for the daily to peruse over the headline,
He tries to pretend but things are not really fine,

Some new initiatives have left him frustrated,
Decides to act as he feels much grated,
He is true to the principles of Red,White and Blue,
And is proud to see Uncle Sam saying 'we need you',

Reckoning that war is being waged over casks of oil,
He doesn't want a conflict for the nation to embroil,
He takes it upon himself to address the balance,
Whistling in the wind, he doesn't need a phalanx,

He slides the gun in his front pocket,
This he believes is a means to stop it,
A fragile ribbon of tolerance, he is about to cross it,
As it breaks, his conscious watches the step to block it,

Believing what Kennedy had told to be true,
Thinks of what can be done for country by you,
Founding Fathers had christened his democracy,
He feels that his blatant act can put this in fallacy,

He looks through the visage of Nixon and Carter,
But doesn't want violence for freedom in a barter,
The inner Assassin begins to shiver,
By Democracy's arrow in his quiver.

                                               - Rajmohan Yadav