Francois Hollande—he good man,
Tells it like it is,
Causing among the hypocrites
Ripples, pop, and fizz.
The shard of truth holds its edge
Against the battering rams
Of power, pelf, and dissembling,
And the awesomeness of names.
“Men, little men,” wrote the bard,
“Dressed in a little brief authority,”—
How they crash when the time is ripe,
Like ragdolls of ignominy.
Hollande merely does his bit,
To clean up the drain;
It is the people who must now
Sift clouding chaff from grain.
Badri Raina