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Your absolutely right, its not all about aesthetics – and don’t hold me to that, because I deeply admire humble competence – just read what else I’ve written without a face to show nor audience applause to receive from my effort.

 

But popularly attained power in a democracy IS about a representational image showing the progress of a moment, one that aligns with a messaged tone that resonates and speaks to a people’s underlying sentiment.

 

Without merging both forces,

A symbolic image and felt tone,

Your have only half a candidate,

Attempting to tweak democracy,

Speaking to that dully loyal brood,

Or appeasing the surreally dictoral,

Floundering fast in what has been.

Ya I know, sometimes the daily is just a spew of laughter without much serious thought or relation to tomorrow.

 

A brainy network of jokes hopping favours that make everyone squirm uncomfortably in their chair.

But it’s ok, that’s life, and when you're so well connected, you can spread a boring joke around real fast.

Such a glorious time we got to live,

Of horniest Napoleon-brained men,

Or swiftly banksters with pedigrees,

Who ruined the seven democracies,

For their entirely selfish clingy ends,

Kings of the past they wanted to be,

But only fools of today they became,

Twisting democracy from popularity,

Toasting celebrity not fair economy,

Fueling fascism by withholding ways.

 

For they cared not nor feared the peoples will,

Seeking to consume the brightest rays of light,

Never knowing crowns rule from honest hearts.

 

The unhappy princes, 

No gold leaf’s to offer, 

No last kisses to receive,

No dying saints upon feet,

Only corrupt power for keeps,

Only leaden insides poisoning all.

 

And so I abandon these cultish kings hard order,

To give weight my honest queens of democracy.

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