Muttering behind their fisted hands,
and murmuring voiced their complaints,
and muted applause for a strangled clause,
that moderates a response while killing goes on.
Burbling streams that wear folk down,
and buttering up the cream of influence,
and bartered appeals that threaten children,
through bargaining that weights the loaded die.
Fractured opposition falls infighting,
failing to see the tyrants’ colluding coup,
and frightened the oppressed are grateful for
fragments that fall from the tyrants tasty tables.
Imprisoned, passionate prophets cry for lost chances,
indifference feeding fascist lies and cheating, with
promises of rich rewards and contracts to
shore up their shredding of democracy.