Our Corporate Whore

When the Spirits speak but we don’t hear
but tremble instead in our world of fear.
When the hearts of all are too damn cold
to stand up tall and be simply bold
then we get, as a land, what we deserve;
a Government that will rule, not serve.
We bleat and whinge most every day
but when do we stand tall and say
“Your people expect from you so much more;
you’re our leader, not a corporate whore.”

About a foolhardy florilegium

Nullius addictus iurare in verba magistri, quo me cumque rapit tempestas, deferor hospes.
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