The Mask Of Autonomy Poem by DUUT NADJAT ZUBERU

A world of veiled intentions,
Promises and maneuvers,
Where magnates rise and regimes plead,
A game of thrones, a test of will,
Where candor and propaganda enmeshed still.

Ideologies dance, in discordant harmony,
Left and right, in protracted ideological struggle,
Pragmatism lost, in extreme views,
Partition thrives, as solidarity rejuvenate.

Robbers in suits, masquerading as magnates,
Wielding power with impunity.

Faces of autonomy, indistinguishable crowd,
Regimes lost, leaders misleading, in conformity proud.
Same suits, same smiles, same empty words,
Who's the dux verus, or just aves vacuae?

Regime funds, embezzled for corrupt advantage,
Magnates favor opulence, over national hardship,
The people face hunger, job market struggles,
Job seekers hopeless cries, fall on deaf ears' ring.
Squandered funds, in frivolous waste,
While the nation endures, in governance abandonment.

Civilians now dread to re-elect,
Same magnates, same fraudulent investigation.
New faces arise, vowing reform,
But the legacy of scandal persists.

Unproven magnates don angelic guise,
Camouflaging objectives, in concealed fabrications.
Corrupt parties bring to light each other's odium,
Benchmarking corruption, boasting virtue.

The lesser evil's depicted as noble,
An imperfect magnate, in compromised integrity.
Civilians long for authenticity,
But the legacy of scandal's pattern persists.