They met in secret, stealthily straining at gnats
to be sure that they would never be restraining
their wealth and never permit the poor to speak.
They’re busily retraining multiple ministers so
they would be refraining from supporting needy
people for that was to go against their reigning.
Teaching then to be disdaining of the protesters
and binding them in law, in statutes to silence,
and stop them staining an ordered fascist land.
They sit in power, chaining the hands of those
who dare and draining the hope of the refugee,
and sending them home to violence and death.
Who gives them the power that they take?
Who allows them to be always on the make?
Governments and leaders feigning innocence.
He sits and smirks as they pat his obedience for
caning a waning economy; like a smiling nanny
seeing a pretty child, posing for their parents.