Accepting Damnation - Poem by Pasquale DiMeola
Once the hallowed halls of fair government
Santuary for integrity by the score
Now brothels of money-changers hell bent
On bargaining for their own political whores
Spouting reform with rhetorical speeches
While denouncing the atmosphere of doom and gloom
Raiding the troughy of pork with leeches
Scratching each other's back like wizen baboons
'And holy than thou, ' proclaims the speaker
Removing all dirt out of the fingernails
'The stronger gets rich and the weak weaker..
Who really gives a damn if diplomacy fails, '
Nepotistic houses stacked with kinfolk
All rediscovering identical bloodlines
Sleight of hand becomes a national joke
As relatives meander under ivy vines
Somewhere in this land treads the given truth
Someone whose ambition radiates a nation
Somehow virtue will finally take root
Someday we'll witness the chosen generation.
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