Men in suits walk the rich wooded corridors to sanctimonious halls where they tally their monetary compensations and accept bribes The lobby is occupied by wintered men who judge with envious hearts and strong partisan condemnations Newcomers narrowly eye power and coin the interchangeable sin for all politicians Menopausal giants and fools fall for skirts or addictions pocketing the graft while justifying their spreading waistlines. The constituents and wetbacks work under the weight of a flag whose thin fabric leaves them cold and numb Their tired voices are lost behind the volume of law and the monopoly grip of CEOs ...The weary masses exploited for Caesar’s coin tire... traffic frustrations taxes and fines testimonies and franchise TV dinners and walled fences and President Day sales
Wanderings and Reflections