the temptation

The monkeys on the tree

Sitting high enjoying free

The view from the top

Displaying the cheerfulness

The slaves on the ground

Calling them to come down

Showing them bananas and groundnuts

The monkeys jump around on the tree

Though the humans never realize

We have become a pitiful sight

Tempting the monkeys with gifts

It is corruption isn't it?

We learned the art

Crafted through the years

Learn by offering the monkeys

We see it works!

Now in our world

We tend to practise it

We know it works

In many forms in subtle messages