Poetry Rule Of Law

SophiaWilliams677

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There are deals and games left to be played.

And a few moves are left for those not ordained.

There's playing it straight
Or letting your colour dilate

Thus it takes colour and showmanship,
A pro-social feat.

It takes bloodied money,
And men willing to cheat.

But if this is what you want,
You ought to give it a shot.

If you break any laws,
Just make sure you’re not caught.

Let your colour flow
As your empire grows

You’re now a tycoon and dancer,
Your play is blasphemy.

And Machiavelli dances alongside you in every scene.

There’s no more busy voices,
The world is playing your theme.

Take your chance at the American dream.

Wheel and deal in an office with mold.

Wheel and deal into a castle of gold.

Wheel and deal into a penitentiary.

And leave your name immortalized in documentaries.
 

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