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Credo Of Tyrants, Elites, And Despots

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Conflict is for the masses, as our ends are always won
The decisions have been made
All that remains is for the people to see it spun
The grand arena was the world's first open spell
As your blood was upon the blade
Our stature grew and our treasuries did swell
Distract and discords are tales that we weave
To meld your minds into service
As we laughed and joked on what you believe
Cults of personality was the coup de gras you see

As we said you don't deserve us
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Monday, October 29, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: political humor,royalty
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Dave Walker 29 October 2018

The politicians have it easy, we as the people try to put them right every now and again. A great write.

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