Animal farm project: Poem

WHEN POWER CORUPTS

Napoleon the boar,

Drove snowball away,

He took control,

In every possible way.

He was greedy for power

And he failed to see,

The impact of his decisions,

And how devastating they could be.

He upped the work,

He cut the rations,

he was the farms new nemesis,

In his very own fashion.

He promised sanctuary to the animals,

And a better life,

That all would be equal,

That all would be right.

But as he said this,

The power addicted him,

He used it to his own benefit,

And failed to view what they had entered in.

The animals believed him,

They had so much hope,

For sugar-candy mountain,

And a land with no ropes.

Their commandments were changed,

Napoleon killed their friends,

He sold the eggs for money,

He broke the hearts of the hens.

He used his power corruptly,

He put himself always first,

Never looked back,

And left the others the worst.

Things are evil when selfishness prevails

When one serves only ones self,

When all pure motives fail.

Things are tragic,

When greed erupts,

When morals collapse,

When power corrupts.