Ills, accusation, aggression, deceit
Both hands on forehead, salute
Ask terms, pre-negotiate.
A whip-tongued divine, ready to take
On. From the book, a decree;
By your side. For a meal.
Project, as much, as you can
Pointing a finger, easier. On your
Numbers, play. A politician’s lie,
History’s revenge, a manner unbecoming -
The ones who had been in ignorance
Of courtly ceremony, how they know?
How, they would undo the ignominy
Of hatching another conspiracy.
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