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Sonnet: Politics Personified

Fie politics, go wear a whiter shroud!
Your clothes are stained by blood of many men;
No nation seems to be of you quite proud;
Your tongue has lied and falsely signed your pen.

Your hands have been receiving bribes for long;
There is not much reprieve for common man;
All empty promises have been your song;
When will your services become yeoman?

O politics! Refurbish your makeup!
Be transparent, honest and just in life;
With friend corruption, always you go sup;
Money when earned by fraudulence brings strife.

Fie politics! Recount your past blunders;
Before the wrath of God on you thunders.

poem by John Celes
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