The cover-up

Every day goes by in his regular perfection,

Without much need for obvious correction,

Crimes committed but many forgotten,

Hidden in bias starts his destruction,

He loves History only if rewritten,

A perspective that grants his own version,

This frames the story that starts a construction, 

Comparisons to his older brother seem to be an obstruction,

Few know his secret but many overlooked,

Acting seemed second to history books,

A preference for him is his power, 

Something he devours, 

Few think his way is just smart,

With precision, he throws darts,

A country, they say, 

But maybe a baby U.S.A.

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