22/7/2021
a follower of arcane laws wearing the mask of the contrarian,
a wolf in sheep's clothing concealing his morals barbarian,
another war pig salivating for a mere taste of black gold,
distracting with battles and tussles to get what he wants.
the spokes on this wheel have always been unsound;
recycling the same spins and crashing those on the ground,
making soldiers out of men to die in fields of made up wars
and celebrating those whose guns have settled scores.
appealing to the masses with the bare mininum,
deflecting from the fact that he is just another crinimal
keeping the seat warm for the next gracious malefactor;
perhaps if it's a woman her torts won't be a factor!
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