With solemn words and empty promises, Ranil Wickremesinghe came to power, But his reign was marked by endless crises, A leader without courage or power.
The people hoped for change and progress, But all they got was greed and corruption, A government rife with deceitfulness, A hollow man with no real conviction.
He spoke of reform and transformation, But in reality, he only cared for himself, A puppet of the wealthy elite's manipulation, A man who put his own interests on the shelf.
His rule was marked by scandal and despair, A time of darkness and hopelessness, He promised to lead, but he didn't dare, A leader with no true greatness.
And now, as we look back on his time, We see a legacy of failure and shame, A man who couldn't rise to the climb, A leader who deserves no acclaim.
Ranil Wickremesinghe, a name now cursed, A man whose leadership was a blight, May his memory soon be dispersed, And fade away into the night.
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