Wizards Of The World Poem by Alfred Barna

Wizards Of The World



Every nation of wealth there are men who believe
Somehow, it was their destiny that they produce
Not happenstance; and soon hubris will deceive
As they look down upon the poor; as of little use
When it was humble desperation of cheap labor
And pilfered material that gave prosperity to upper crust
The third world looking to them as their savior
Not realizing the devil, in whom that they put their trust
The first world men mine the extremities of the whole earth
Just as they assuredly harvest flesh and bone of men
Royalty, they whisper, destined from their very birth
Seeking ancient methods for all, that they merely obey them
They are the wizards of the world
They are the wizards of the world

There is no genuine compulsion with their hearts
For the equitable distribution of wealth
More for them, less for those; that is how they play their parts
For it is just another plan run in the shadows by stealth
The "isms" are but a clever cell, built (they believe) for our own good
For they hunger now for all power; using our desires as a tool
To decide, what we eat, use, breathe; to do as we should
Laughingly, they claim we are empowered, and the workers rule
In order that we go on, fighting each, and one another
Marionettes of boogeymen dance, and they blind us
So that we don't see the strings upon us, or upon our brother
They use the fear, and the threats just to remind us
They are the wizards of the world
They are the wizards of the world

In a just world, each man would reap, what one sows
Not give up his fruits for others profit, and daily bread
A small civic fee, (roads and admin) , should be all that he owes
Government's small, not overbearing, so careers must be fed
Voltaire said, if you wish to see who is truly behind any veil
Seek out yourselves, of whom you are not able to speak
Then notice steadily what means and methods of those who surveil
It is a time tested method, of which is certainly not unique
Banking should not garner undue interest, so as to own us all
Do you not doubt, and upon which you should not linger
It is government who should coin the monies, not a private cabal
The majority of evil is around you to which to point a finger
They are the wizards of the world
They are the wizards of the world

Friday, September 26, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: Friendship
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
There are no wizards of the world, only veils. There never will be a workers paradise, better to have a pair of dice to roll, in a relatively free world. For all governments, grow corrupted under the influence of the monied classes, for the beneifit of the monied powers. Keeping governments small and limited are our only defense against dragons, which must eventually be slain.
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