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.
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Author:
Eugene S. (Pseudonym) (
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Comments3
Excellent write
Cynical and dark it is more true than not and strikes a chord Very nicely done
It is sad and dark in feel, but oh so true, well written write
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