In the old days when a chieftain was toppled
they didn’t only kill him
but his children and their children too.
In those days only one rule applied
that of brute power!
And now?

Will the new chieftain of the blue planet,
when briefed by his generals rub his hands together and say:
“One more to go”
Or will he, for a brief moment,
think of the fourteen year old son of a son?