Hide The Candlesticks Poem by Edmund V. Strolis

South African farmers mowed down like hay
The hyenas now cart their belongings away
Lives stolen under the banner of equality
Justice served at the edge of the machete

No more produce on the shelves at the store
Those with a taste for blood ask for more
The victims don't fit the convenient story line
No tears are shed by the free thinking mind

Redistribute, wall street to main street
Regulate and legislate his wages to hers
Bumbling accountants roll out another plan
A social experiment to force upon the land

A million reforms needed for our present state
Get your own house in order before it's too late
The 'solutions' are simple and dangerously absurd
Idealist's cut deep with their implicating words