Mammon's Minions

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Oh, you who corrupt democracy's voice,
who befuddle minds with delusions of choice,
know this, the lie is exposed,
for when capitalism beds with democracy
the misbegotten offspring
is the unbridled monster of hegemony.
Beelzeebub, Moloch,
the tumbling towers of crumbling powers.
I spike thee in thy corporations,
defy thee in thy conflagrations,
curse thy wretched Babylon.
The very heart of Mammon,
This, then, the soul of the beast,
the wholly unholy capital of the unholy feast.
Mammon's playground of the social elites,
misanthropy in marbled ballrooms,
sodomy on silken sheets.
Sheikhs and princes, cabbages and kings,
taking a slice of their favourite things.
String of pearls in a one to one,
diamond studded dildos to spice up the fun.
Despots and dreamers taking a pinch,
shysters and schemers out for every inch.
Tycoons and magnates pulling cheap tricks,
greasing their palms whilst oiling their pricks,
forcing their way up glistening thighs,
then sealing the deals on cocaine highs, man.
Botox babes with peekaboo bras,
Errol Flynn contenders propping up bars.
A-list celebs playing it cool,
silicon chicks playing the fool.
Movie stars and their constellations,
Big Brother no ones and their aspirations.
Surgical miracles smothered in glitz
with an army of servants to pick up the bits.
Mercenaries, hit-men and arms-dealing whores
discussing the profit to be made out of wars.
Intelligence agencies comparing notes
with lobbyists and PR men forcing the votes.
Journos, paparazzi and media hacks
spewing out fiction and calling it fact.
Mafia moguls and Masonic lords
with toxic handshakes and cancerous words.
Political giants and admen gimps
prostituting resources with pornographic pimps.
Mammon, the conspiracy of wealth confirmed hour by hour
in the blood-splattered corridors of absolute power.

Oh, my brothers, my sisters
and all your skills, all your jazz and your jokings.
You Jackson Pollocks and Albert Einsteins,
you Edith Sitwells and madmen on the brink.
You lonesome walkers and late night talkers.
You fine crafters of silver,
you carvers of stone, you pearl divers.
You birdsong above the moorland,
you salmon in the stream.
Oh you mists and mellow fruitfulness.
You, you who describe the flamboyance and are the key,
you who make the celebration and are the door.
But I hear no knock, see no lamplight,
no bare-foot Christ seeking absolution.
But we are eternity's children,
lit by passions fire, so close to liberation.
Now is the moment.
The walls of Babylon are crumbling.
Mammon stands by, mute and dejected,
Now is the moment that at last we might claim a place
where there is nothing but love,
that great incendiary which know no bounds
and gives not a moment's notice.
Now then, now.

We are the fire, consumed and consuming.
We are the fire, consuming and consumed.

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