The fabled General
Rescued from the infamy
Of a phantom treason
And favoured
With the spoils
Of a Baron’s martyrdom
But denied the privilege
Of a political trifecta
Gifts the unyielding subjects
A sickly totem
A presidency of the elected selected
Emasculated by ill-health
And spousal wiles
Succeeded by the reluctant unintended
Emasculated by a lack of will power
And overwhelmed by the cesspool
Of his own making.
An assemblage of fraudsters and perverts
Denizens of the underworld
And patrons of red light districts
Clothed with the false raiment
Of nobility and integrity
And charged with the responsibility
Of scribing laws for the good of all
They favour instead
Laws that multiply their wages
For the least amount of work done
Peddling integrity for a mess of porridge
A temple fabled with a totem
Blindfolded for a just cause
Is desecrated by priests
Who for the right price
Will peek to see
For whom their scales will tilt
These are the architecture of our democracy
Hoisted on a tripod of deceit
Selfishness garbed as altruism
Ignorance passed off as wisdom
Infamy disguised as integrity
Exhorting cluelessness as a virtue
Denouncing accountability as treason
A nation of supine sheep
Herded by thieving shepherds.
(Inspired by the song “All around the world or the myth of fingerprints” by Paul Simon)
Very apt. I particularly liked the phrase ” a presidency of the elected selected.”. Can also read ” selected elected.” Good job
Very good job
A nation of supine sheep ehn? lol. @xikay will like this. Good Work.
cool job