Only so much can be used 
to benefit the Machiavellian man.
The disorientation of others
through chaos, their depression
under cursing skies.
     Wartime is the best time
literally or poetically
for a Machiavellian man.
Times of the distraught cry
the stunned, helpless stare
later to be dubbed "dark ages".
     With a flourish of the matador's cloak
-our Machiavellian man.
These times of urgent confusion;
of his subterfuge, and profit, 
all are unaware.
     It's clear we were born to see
but this invisible, Machiavellian man!
Desperate fools fill the prison cells
not yet the anonymous
Machiavellian man.