Raw Negotiations Roar
For decency, cracking jokes is a must.
Imperfect speeches ruin cold air,
ripped words into halves and infuse disgust;
extinguish manner to create a flair.
Crushed down all your sinister snare,
ego marches in with its head held high.
Ambiance rises to a toxic flare,
supposed we have ample weapon supply.
Equality we share not, we defy.
Feature our interests on a plate to dine.
Illicit monies goes down our thigh.
Ripened cherries await our glass of wine.
Embrace our feast with ego overfed.
Set me on fire, my little greed head!
Copyright © Helen Cheng | Year Posted 2016
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