They Are Fed, They Are Always Fed Poem by Ali Rahimi

they are flirty, dirty,
look lousy, slimy, nasty,
they radiate enmity, animosity,
emanate antagonism, and hostility,
but, the flip side of the coin:
wine and dine them, then you can jazz them,
they fall on their knees, lie on their faces,
they drag their way up like a flea in shit,
and you can ride them, smooth and lengthy,
they are fed, they are always fed,
Madagascar chameleons changing colour on the spur of the moment,
snakes in the grass, serpents sending friends to hell,
lizards with tongues modifiable for all occasions and sizes,
wounded cause of overuse,
flattery is their art, bootlicking is their is expertise,
hypocrisy, lies, and slander are their tools in trade,
soft words, soft-soap, sweet admirers,
they are like smoke, fog, dust, everywhere!
polluting brains, breaking hearts, ruining hopes,
they are fed, they are always fed,
they are fed, they are always fed,
they are fed, they are always fed,
their bodies and manners flexible to the calls of money and power,
they surface as liberal, fundamentalist, Marxist, democrat, communist,
yes, like a gadget, a device, a makeshift tool,
yes, ends justifies the means, they claim,
yes, they are fed, they are always fed,
they have fat hands, necks as thick as thieves' disgrace,
they have no elegance, no glory, no grace,
yes, they say life is a rat race,
they are fed, they are always fed,
could camouflage as Chinese, American, Russian, Nigerian, …
their identity is a like pendulum, like a disgusting panorama,
sways to the source of power and influence,
habitat of this species is in state of change,
changes from here to there, to absorb the sweet milk
of agents, institutions, and cronies,
they guzzle the chiefs' sweet milk,
and expand, copulate and multiply,
they are fed, they are always fed…