If we
Legion
The bringers of absolute corruption had a name
Our human name
Would be that
Of nearly all politicians
Worldwide
For we
The Collective
Are like the long-lost twins
Of the legendary painting
Of Dorian Gray
Greedy inhabitants of secret societies
Just hidden in plain sight
Which lies in the middle of any town or city
Even those listed
So faraway
And after the stroke of midnight
When you
And all the world
Sleeps
With no sense of decency or a drop of pity
Me and my ilk
Peel back
The black silt
And write new corrupted laws
To push-up taxes and write cruel inhuman legislation
That we then invoke
With ceremonial magic
To creep in
To then drink victorious in paid-for bars
Roaring in jest
Like hungry sea devils
From the sopping wet shores
Of your nightly dreams
As your soul
In daylight
Watches the news
In blinded servitude
And like unchained slaves
You all unconsciously weep
Depressed
About all our so obvious
Deceits
For while you all
Unknowingly sleep
Every week
Every minute
We smile
Wave
And continue
To make
Dystopian plans
To control and contain you
From your taxpayers keeps
(C)
Copyright John Duffy
Politics
Poli
Derived from the Ancient Greek πολύς polús
Meaning many, much.
Tics
Ticks are external parasites, living by feeding on the blood of mammals, birds, and sometimes reptiles and amphibians.
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