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Tetchikhan: Centennius Spits On The Poor

The People's Voice:
Centennius Spits on the Poor
By Citizen Muir

Yesterday, a great man entered Tetchikhan.
This distinguished gentleman of enormous wealth,
Privileged to the point of arrogance,
Waltzed through the city gates with his entourage.
Six grand horses pulled his gilded carriage
As he looked down his nose at the starving masses.
The young and the old lined the streets dressed in rags
Holding out bowls empty from want of bread
This man who refuses to pay his taxes
For what? So he can flaunt his power and wealth?
Centennius doesn't need another horse and carriage
What we need is food for our bellies!
Shame on Centennius and his ilk!
How dare you spit on the poor who need your help!
Saturday, February 27, 2021
Topic(s) of this poem: political,fiction,story,cities
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This poem is part of a series about a fictional civilization
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