Do not trust
them,
Those long
tooth jackals
With swanky tails
And silky
tongues-
They will
lie to you.
They will
tell you this
And then do
that,
Tell you
that
And then do
this-
But you
already know,
So why I am
telling you.
You see them
every day;
Walk with
them on the streets,
Do your hair
in the same salon,
Share a sweaty
pint at the pub,
Sing
together at Sunday service,
You know who
I’m talking about-
Those long
tooth jackals.
There’s the one
you see each morning;
You both cry
how busy you are at work,
Then miss each
other at the lodge.
But you’re not
on that network,
It was only lunch
hour meeting-
You know what I’m talking about.
Ho, here
comes the suit slinging type;
The one with
the large jabbering jaws
Yapping big
shop about human rights,
‘Advocate for this, advocate for that,’
But when the
shiny donor-dollars rain,
Swanky
benzes train and causes drain,
Why trouble
such a jolly good fellow-
Got you a
slice of the action too, right?
Aha, there
goes the good public servant,
His house screams
one-point-five-salary;
Not in local currency though,
But hey, no
rushing to throw stones,
He too is just
a victim of the system;
Have to put
food on the table,
You know how
it is.
Hmm, I know
what we should do,
Let’s blame
it on the government.
What we do
is no one’s business.
What, integrity?
That’s just
a word we say.
No need to
really mean it.
‘What about the people,’
The people!
Who cares
about the people?
See, eating
is not for the caring;
The cow may
rot before your turn,
Better grab a
piece while you can;
Too many
hungry hands out there-
But why should
I tell you this,
You already
know,
You do this
all the time!
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