We can argue
And debate
Cast our votes
And speculate
Protest
And
Revolutionise
But we are
The silent few
The likes of
Me and you
When all is said
And done
After war
Is lost or won
1 Fact alone
Shall remain
Its all about
The
Dirty M word
This cruel endless game
In
Every
Empire rise
Every
Empire fall
The bank manager
Controls it all
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
very nice concept Karl, i enjoyed being pulled in to the end! thanks for this.