Tuesday, September 25, 2018
Carnival Of Cravens
They wrangle over trite affairs
while doing so deflect their thievery,
they sit with the absurd at the Royal House;
sneering at their paupers and powerless-
scarless impunity scathes their egos
and their bursar of peace is a golden war hawk
aimed at the world,
they divide the tide of indifference
and separate the classes
with their neology;
they rewrite the codex of law
to appertain an embellishment
that staggers the covenant of justice,
they're mutes on a silver podium
who are plugged-in for personal gain and seizure,
for they have no intention for helping anyone but
their own avarice;
their speech, mockery of monkeys,
their superlatives are confounded lies,
and their singing analogies
are nothing but abject altiloquence,
they have stolen our Democracy
as we sit idly and let them
wave the American flag
that symbolizes our enslavement,
this is my Declaration of Revolution.
- John Hardesty
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