They seek to enforce what their master decrees,
(their master decrees, deaf and blind),
they pressure the little man down to his knees,
and worry him out of his mind.
They bring their professions' repute, low as dust,
and swallow their cleverness, whole.
This prostitute people swap money for sense.
This scum on the rim of humanity's bowl.
23Feb1994 CPR
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