Concentration camp for under-elected politicians who misplaced their conscience...

IF ever I had a country : XXIX - XXX

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IF ever I had a country
And if ever I were but the Alexandrian National Librarian`
I'd drag every under-elected village township city and national politician
Handcuffed to the Sistine Chapel-domed book-lined reading auditorium
To read aloud and commit to memory every act of the Grand Inquisition
And swear by Oath Torquemeda their natural Father denounce Demosthenes the subverted Athenian
That is, if ever I were but the Alexandrian National Librarian
And even if I never ever had no country/education


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IF ever I had a country
And if ever by chance I were but the Director-General of Prisons
I'd make the Metropolis the strictest Concentration Camp for political malfeasance
For those who run the State without the slightest prick of even animal conscience
And there force them to read aloud plebian-voiced Athenian magnificence while they bake in the heat of the ovens
As a reward for bringing Our World day by day to the brink of Hitlerian Final Solution horizons
That is, if ever I were by chance but the Director-General of Prisons
And even if I never ever had no country/education

© T. Wignesan, Paris, July 13, 2018