The Powers That Be (April 2020) Poem by DM W

The Powers That Be (April 2020)



O those who manage the machinery;
Who darken the bright realms of our dreaming;
Who manipulate our thoughts and feelings;
Are becoming unstuck in current times.
O their petty attempts at deception,
Are becoming increasingly transparent.
They still rely on old tricks and techniques;
That have long since passed their marked sell by date.

Monday, April 27, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: political
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