Plutocrat

Political poetry with heavy rhyming

You dare govern me through stacks of tainted currency
And talk down from podiums built by people like me?
You sit on your golden perch rather precariously
Perhaps you are so far up there you cannot see
The blood and structure toiling at your feet.

You dare govern me from your marbled halls
and lavishly adorn your contracted walls?
Seemingly we are simpletons and small
But such delusions will be your downfall
We are not money's mindless thralls.

Intimidation through compensation
does nothing to solve starvation
and you need to bleed for your greed
we won't plead or cede anymore, anymore
Now plutocrat you will learn as we burn
the position you did not earn
Now plutocrat you will be left with none
by the time we've done had our fun
Oh what great fun it is!

You dare govern me?
I think not.
You dare govern us?
We think not.
 

Reviews

[Jola]

Money can not govern a man ... ... well written words.
Greetings Jola

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oh and one more thing plutocrat.. vey nice ;)

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unfortunately they do govern us.. Were pansies were in dire need of some modern day Revolution...
Again unfortunately people aren't sick enough of this crap to take a stand..
Im set in my ways when I say politicians SHOULD be like social workers .. ON CRACK....
Helping people should be at the top of their most soiled desires...
Ha Unfortunately some idiot decided they should be PAID a lot of money ...
Where there's money there's a monkey who'll dance any way you want him to ta get it...
Unfortunately no one will cancel the show, so we keep seeing the same damn monkey with same bloody tricks over and over and over again..
People kind of just shutter away and don't pay these monkey's any mind..
Me as well.. They drive me crazy!
When America becomes humble so will Jesus....