There was time in my life
when I thought I could be the next Lenin.
A statesmen, a writer, and a leader?
What’s not to like?
Who was to say I couldn’t be a triple threat
But I’m too unprofessional
to be a professional revolutionary.
And Lenin didn’t have to put up
with Twitter, the lucky bastard.
And I never watched my sibling hang.
I’m not embarassed about this.
And I regret nothing.
I just wish politics wasn’t so time consuming,
because I want to change the world,
but I want to write a good poem even more.