the agenda

The corridors of power
The silky railing tainted with grease
The oily feel tempting the eyes
The minds in the dreaming state
Don’t ask why!

The hurriedly walking by leaders
Solemn faces minds of their owned
Voices low walking at a distance
The fallen comrade who will be next?

The echo in the corridors of power
Ringing high in their ears
“Don’t think you are safe
The game is just begun
One fall many will follow”

Covering tracks hiding secrets
The sins of leaders……….
Behind close doors meeting begin
The agenda for today……….
“PR work and the next election”