Political Curtains Are Assuredly, Certain. Poem by Michael Gale

Wars are waged by evil and powerful Men...
Men hid behind the thickest veils, be these
political curtains.

Curtains which bind the truth
behind tall told lies.
Of which these shadowy ghosts,
fulfill great minds and freedom ed stale.

To redundantly swell the muzzled, well.
With silenced and acrid the deadliest smell.
Another dollar for one so hid.
Rich to kill the one that bid

To put to an end by wicked wealth.
Silenced for good, with one good, stealth.
Crack goes the bullet's paths.
Even knives that tend to last.