A Poet's view on Politics
Politics is the religion of fools.
Having Thieves as priests and,
Sickened minds of followerships.
Fellowships, the device, delicate as palmaworm
Having ezymes corisive as concentrated acids.
What does a Poet know about Politics?
It is a people's doom yet room.
It is a Nations divide yet pride!
It is a delusion of intra-anti-party.
A Symposium of self and stealing.