Knives And Mirrors Poem by Matthew Holloway

behind the walls
political games play out
a pretence behind mirrors
where knives are drawn
against the life blood
of the cursed politeriate
money talks and seduces
morals to be forgotten
greed is the currency
which buys all power
politics enter the church
the classroom, the hospital
more mirrors, false promises
everyone believes are lies
but continue regardless
whilst the knives still wait
to cut deeper than before
they aim to main not kill
they need their lambs
their cattle, the people
to provide the platform
on which all such mirrors
are unsteadily hung