Eugene S.

Tools of the Trade

Power over you, your life, everything
Cry for my cause, cover my crimes
Unelected like you, the rôle of tyranny
I loiter for war, and perform my mimes

Pressure your leaders to add blood to blood
Deceive your people in all that is true
For I bring you lines to smother and flood
To confuse and betray as my con ensues

Oh voice of the world, I know you\'ll obey
I can hear in your stance, see your attire
The words you say, and so proudly display
That give me such joy as they rise ever higher

For I am exactly like you,
a tool of the trade,
a mask to perform in,
and a consulate liar.