Birds of a Feather

Thick with the greed of the maddest of men
       an iniquity nurturing upper-class den
              full of the fullest-time liars and thieves
picture a set that plays host to a scene
crawling  with deal-trolling crony-cap carnies
peddling sweet slices of corporate sleaze
       to kickback-happy  money-mad armies
              of eagerly corrupted political hustlers
              and public-private revolving door whores.

Since influence is  both sought and bought
       with a zeal  equal to that with which gas
              and matches  are snapped up by pyros
as certain as graft  beats the snappiest of paths
to the back doors of power   like static to styro
              and since  these sorry attractions form part
                     of the sordid order of things as they are
we find ourselves living by the rules and directions
of a breed  of suit and tie tyrants who live to succeed
by gaming the system through predacious deceptions.

Full of consummate liars and first-class thieves
       and legions of mercenary lobby firm barkers
              touting the wonders of reciprocal sleaze
picture  a misconduct fostering five-star den
whose aim is the giving of life and license
to the avaricious mischief of greed-possessed men;
       picture   a gilded stage for a cast of bad actors
       playing  their treacherous parts in a tragic farce
in which honour's a laughable old-fashioned notion
that only applies to the suckers outside
of that hallowed hall built for Mammon's devotion.

This article was posted on Sunday, May 16th, 2021 at 8:03am and is filed under Poetry.