Theme: Politics

Who Are You?

Who are you, who holds my
Destiny in a shrivelled palm?
Whose flaky skin is food for
The media maggots.

Who are you, who commands vast
Armies; yet wears the milky white
Insignia of a virgin soldier?

Who are you, whose face of cheese
Crumbles with every spinning grin?
Which becomes fuel for the verminous
Creations of Rupert the bare-faced.

Who are you, whose shadow casts a pall
Across the Garden of Eden?
Which tiptoes through fresh graveyards
Of unnumbered innocents;
As silent as the truth which died on
Your bloody lips.

Who are you, who enchains the nation?
Smothered in a blizzard of red snowflakes.
Whose 'legacy' corrodes in the sea of salt;
The Dead Sea.

I do not know you!



More By  :  Stephen Watson

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