The Arena

Words of cunning, shinning stunning
Men of grandeur blinding, numbing with winsome wiles in specious styles

Speeches etching, rhyming, wrenching
Men so shallow stumble fetching for words that maze, to clear their daze

Calm in disarray
Sinking day by day
Hopeless never see save what they believe

Choices weakening, ever sinking
Men are poisoned into thinking that they've a voice above their noise

Spheres of disarray worsened by the day
Sadly led and fooled without thoughts to rule

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