Hail to the Chief

Saw his shadow walk across
the river I heard the roar, as
the people called his name;

I also heard cracks as ice split,
saw his shadow drown alone
in floes of driftwood rhetoric;

Saw the disappointed masses,
turned their back on a leader
they said could walk on water.

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