World Leaders
To far off lands they retreat
So that face to face they may meet
But it's hard to see eye to eye
When they are buried deep in each thigh
From the smell of foul stench
They quell and quench
Barter and betray
All in a game of power play
They sacrifice the minions
Dead ear to opinions
And with swift spin
Unzip and do it again
Copyright © Michael Moncrief | Year Posted 2017
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