Need we identify them as leaders?
Or must adress them as fortune-hunters,
But why no dub them parasites,
Yes, parasites that lean upon we
...
Death
Restless, fearsome
Flapping, splaying, smashing
Fountain of sorrow to captives on
...
YASIMINE WAS A FINE-SHINING LASS;
THAT LADS WERE MESMERISED ON SHE IN MASS.
WITH HER GLITERING SKIN SMOOTH LIKE BLUEBAND,
...
Parasites
Need we identify them as leaders?
Or must adress them as fortune-hunters,
But why no dub them parasites,
Yes, parasites that lean upon we
And suck the little possesed
For their fancied opulent living;
As in posh tinted automobiles,
And for welfare lots of privilegs granted.
As them elately relish the forte
Of sucking the citizenry to live
Yet we too strive to survive.
For a reason this I envy them,
And crave to sight them retire.