We’ll make you fail
We’ll take bribes
promise favours
to make them believe
it was all your fault
We’ll deny voice
to those
who might defend
Those who don’t
look
sound
think
like us

And you’ll thank us
Won’t believe
we could be
that
manipulative
We cats
drowning in cream
We
feign
compatriotship
We
so NOT
the people

We smiling
puppets
All toothpaste
and smarm
We cyphers
cloud speakers
Lying
old
white
men
Terrified of a world
that doesn’t
think like we do

We thought
ourselves
safe
Buttressed
bullion
bank-vaults
Vests
padded with
Ben Franklin bills
Those strings
didn’t worry us
We weren’t
controlled

But we were
Calculated plans
little but fantasy
From which we awoke
to see too clear
A handful
created us
300 million
let us
lie
9 billion
won’t be so
forgiving