The Wizard Hazardous Poem by ENO SUTRAMAN

Wizard hazard to instigate a parallel existing universe
To swab and squeeze the poor of their Adam's curse;
No alms for firearms and give me vote smile ignition,
With born insider's grip velvet steel handshake and intuition,
No full employment only pre- and in time of war,
No tools of torture for exports and domestic in store,
No alms in palms for zigzag swastika dot com to the tag on his multimillionaire's neck -
To shuffle the gold cutting edge one percent the richest, born innocent and equal, deck,
Owl predicts an exponential death for Wall Street dove and oil,
Occasional pickups and sprinkle rain,
All profits sound in body and sane
Plots family and cross alignment -the nuisance in soil...
The wizard hazardous is meditating, evolving are the coils-
Existing are the two but the real one is here on the tag on you-
One per cent is equal to nighty nine of poverty, not you?