David Lewis Paget
Dark Angels - Poem by David Lewis Paget
Their shadows stir and mutter
But too low for you to hear,
They often lapse in silence, when
A group of you appear,
They hunch down in their hoodies
Or they mix with the elite,
It's hard to tell the goodies
From Dark Angels in the street!
They populate street corners
Sell their poisons down the line,
They wait for you in alleyways,
Give in, and you'll be fine,
Their friends are dressed in uniforms
With batons, on patrol,
But ready cash backhanders see them
Under their control!
They have no moral compass
And in that, they're not alone,
They sit up in the boardrooms
Hold the mortgage of your home,
They never pay their taxes
But they lecture you on yours,
And hold the nation's flag aloft
As soldiers fight their wars!
They're chauffered in their limousines
Avoid the ghetto slums,
But help their fellow henchmen
By supplying them with guns,
They hold a friendly congressman
A captive to their will,
And promise fair elections
If he'll pass a certain bill.
They're there electing Judges
Who consolidate their power,
For money is they way they bring
Your poverty to flower,
While barristers distort the law
They free the dire offender,
Bring the victim to his knees.
They're out there in the daylight
And they're hidden in the night,
They're constantly recruiting
Just to feed their appetite,
They revel in corruption and
Rely upon our greed,
The Devil and his minions,
Dark Angels of his seed!
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