The sound of the gavel Shapes our lives It tramples upon the wishes of the people and elevates theirs like fire flies. It is powerful in their Hands As with just its sound a new order stands. Through their "nay" our plight Is squashed The motive entangled in their services is innately whitewashed. They transform to combatants In passing the bills and become Violent Now, even the gavel is silent. The sound of the gavel affirms their "ayes" And the nations' good is shifted to white accounts. Leaving us the dregs of the nations' honey as with honey tongues they blindfold the citizens' eyes. Oh gavel! You confirm their will to nibble The lucre of tax payers and erect skyscrapers despite our Maunders Your claws choke our interests And besmirch the pride of our nation. You succumb to the whims Of paunchy scoundrels and Allow pot-bellied pigs to make a machinery of you and unleash Anguish on the people. Your sound is not loud In justice, The...
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