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Dining With Fools (Can anyone explain to me why greed and power tastes so good?)

Poetry By: michelo
Poetry



A ruler with too much powers recites what is wrong with having too much and his servants have too little.

A poem about the arroagance and addiction of power, the passivness of how the majority live and the hypocrisy and double standards of preaching and practicing by institutions.


Submitted:Mar 30, 2011    Reads: 53    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   


Dining with Fools

I'm sitting in the middle of a banquet here
Being served all kinds of wines from the forests I own
I got the choice of any national cuisine
I determine what the common people eat and dream
Business has never been so promising for me! I bet you would like a taste?
Can you hear the servants starve outside?
Can you see the struggle upon their ashen face?
Their hardships concern me little and their welfare only matters when they are dead
Let the common people pay the taxes and then I will give them a scrap from my plate of bread
Why would you say I am harsh when I give them freedom to protest and complain?
Would you still say I am harsh if I were to tell you that freedom to protest and complain will never facilitate significant change?
"I am just dining with fools
Every single day eating the globes most treasured meals
Leaving the people in confusion, hypnotising them through the boxes of imagination
Dumb downed population keep my castle fire stoked
Let them think they are free as they sleep walk throughout their lives living a dream
I determine through the mechanisms of the daily structures that bind their lives if they can have any true power"
Making change is reserved for my friends and I who sit at this banquet of money robed kings and queens
We all come from the same privileged line of bestowed right to rule through whatever means
So take this vote I give to you peasant and exercise your democratic right
For you are living in the democracy of wealth and those who are Royals own all the copyrights of Heaven and Hell
Write on your vote on a piece of paper five years from now and then decide which one of my friends you'd like to rule over you once again
The choice will always boil down to two
So may the best banquet host win until next time when we do it all again
I raise my glass to toast having power all year round without the risk of being deflowered
And as the mass media I call my friend gives you the reality I so desire
Take heed of this servant
I will never give up power
"I am just dining with fools
Every single day eating the globes most treasured meals
Leaving the people in confusion, hypnotising them through the boxes of imagination
Dumb downed population keep my castle fire stoked
Let them think they are free as they sleep walk throughout their lives living a dream
I determine through the mechanisms of the daily structures that bind their lives if they can have any true power"
Let them get national pride and religious fervour
Let them racially hate each other as I cash all the cheques
Let them in-fight over the trivial and care about the superficial
I got the resources
I have the ear of the leaders of all churches and state
I am the god damn gate keeper on this Earth
So you people outside this castle gate better learn your god damn place
To get into my class you must be affluent and from the better background of the ruling race
You do not believe me and still think I do not exist
I determine who breathes freely and I have the power to authorise children to learn to read
I watch the world turn from this castle I have created from the slave riddled back of your ancestors
You will never get rid of me because you cannot overcome yourselves
You will never know a world away from me because you know nothing else
I am the gatekeeper of this world and I control the resources
The financial system, the religious system, the institutions of church and state
Do you really think they have a purpose beyond me controlling your ways?
"I am just dining with fools
Every single day eating the globes most treasured meals
Leaving the people in confusion, hypnotising them through the boxes of imagination
Dumb downed population keep my castle fire stoked
Let them think they are free as they sleep walk throughout their lives living a dream
I determine through the mechanisms of the daily structures that bind their lives if they can have any true power"
You got no answers
So go on keep serving my friends and I our well deserved meals
If you are lucky I will make sure there are enough jobs for you to survive in this world I own
If you are lucky I will make sure you have enough money to get into debt to consume items you do not really need
If you are lucky I will give you enough money to buy food so that you may not starve or go without
"I am just dining with fools
Every single day eating the globes most treasured meals
Leaving the people in confusion, hypnotising them through the boxes of imagination
Dumb downed population keep my castle fire stoked
Let them think they are free as they sleep walk throughout their lives living a dream
I determine through the mechanisms of the daily structures that bind their lives if they can have any true power"
All is not lost on you
For the religion on this Earth gives you a falsified hope
The democratic vote is your way to feel like you matter in this hole
But what is the sound in the distance
Do I hear discontent?
For it seems like the servants are starving wanting to sit at this table
Now I will do as I always do and stand up for each and every one of you
I will preach equality and deliver indifference
I will preach justice and serve my own ends
I will say all the sound bites to make you people think I am your friend
Your kind is not welcome here
The system is not built to accommodate you
So go on and know your place and let me dine with fools
For tomorrow you will wake up and nothing will have changed
While tomorrow I will wake up and I will be the one who determines what potentially can change
"I am just dining with fools
Every single day eating the globes most treasured meals
Leaving the people in confusion, hypnotising them through the boxes of imagination
Dumb downed population keep my castle fire stoked
Let them think they are free as they sleep walk throughout their lives living a dream
I determine through the mechanisms of the daily structures that bind their lives if they can have any true power"
So
Can anyone explain to me why greed and power tastes so good?




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