Political harmony,
Better still;
Something more commonly
Wished for,
International unity.
You'd be called a dreamer
An ideological schemer
Ontological and eager.
To believe in the essence
And meaning of being.
Realize, who the real dreamer is.
Those who entertain
They will remain
Segregated;
Tucked away;
From the political fray;
A fabricated community
With preferential immunity.
There is no escape,
From the rape
Of times passed;
The hoarders of wealth
Treasures amassed,
Better pray to the horde,
Justice comes fast.
Pay the poor their ransom
Your cab is still Hansom
You live in a mansion
Your prosperous tantrum
Will make you a mere phantom
Of this day;
Your ignominious past.
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