425 (25.09.2015)

The politicians turn and meet again
They drop their guard and give a little smile,
With little empathy for other's pain
Or with a thought for those that they revile.
The populous are always merely "Them"
The peasants who have built the roads and schools,
Who thoughtlessly themselves seem to condemn
By passively obeying all the rules.
The rules the gaolers subtly keep enforced,
With all the media doing as they say
So that the system's somehow self endorsed,
And thought is kept impeccably at bay.
So many flaws in such a simple plan...
Like blatant disregard for fellow man.

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