Makes light noises as he moves

Amongst the crowd and cameras.

Shaking the hands of infants,

Explaining detailed law reforms

To teenage mothers

In three striped suits.

This is how you rule the world.

 

Clap the sun with chinned mien.

Comment on modified goods.

Walk upright, dress well.

Every politician in the world wears briefs,

Even the women.

And these brave leaders used to make decisions.

When they arrive, humour them.

 

But the ones you never see or hear.

Living ghosts of backroom corps,

Architects of recession and the ever

Expanding desire for global conflict,

They are the faceless dominators.

But relax.

 

They have all the power.