Hypocrisy
There were era's as old as the game itself
The lots were casted and fates decided
The era of old ways will soon fade
To welcome, the emergence of the new
Each gave way to the rise of the newborns
Nurturing them to become fully equipped
In the ways of the game
Soon the seats where filled with
Different official dignitaries
Men of timber and caliber
In the council of the parliament
The Parliament of vultures
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