Poor Prime Minister
He took on the job knowing what stress it incurred,
But to the public his personal plight is never inferred,
On what he believes is right he bases his polices,
Yet critics always brand them useless fallacies.
Only human yet so much responsibility in his hands,
Almost too much strain for one man to stand,
Wrestles over intervening in Syria,
A decision that could lead his people into hysteria.
His decisions effect people on a huge scale,
And we're so quick to pounce on his every fail,
We expect him to be flawless, follow our expectations to the letter,
But ask yourself: could you do the job any better?
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