There once was a strongman
Who people thought could do no wrong man
Then one day he summoned a DeMon
Sold his countrymen a lemon
But the followers insisted: "Must be for a reason,
Hold your tongue, you speak treason!"
He showed the spectre of "the others"
Sowed discontent among brothers
While the real enemy knocked at the gates
He chilled out with his filthy rich mates
Dissenting voices were silenced or bought
All the good efforts brought to a nought
Criminals were garlanded and feted
Years worth of progress was gutted
With nothing to show but hopium
He sold to the masses the proverbial opium
He blames his predecessors with glee
All the while distorting history
Whether we descend further hinges on a date
The date when the Tiananmen protests did culminate
