Western Political Elites Poem by DM W

I have been trying
very hard, for a very
long time indeed, to
elicit one crumb of truth,
with perhaps a small
sprinkling of love added for
good measure, from those
in positions of power:
merely a humane
response from the 'guardians'
of consciousness, but
it is like trying to get
blood out of a stone.
Alas, the scales will not fall
from their eyes. I guess
they will never wake up and
smell the coffee. But
that's no longer my problem.
I've found other ways
to deal with pressing matters.