Who makes deals with the enemy,
Favorable only to Them?
Political Idiots, two-timing Dopes,
Cowards, not true nor real Men!
And the Sheeple are willingly going,
To the sacrificial rock,
And no one does absolutely anything,
To STOP, this deadly-perfidious mock!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I guess that's diplomacy.: -O I love the term, Sheeple. Perfect descriptor.