The Conspirators

THE CONSPIRATORS

You crave to make war

While singing the old song

Of peace and security

In the Horn

Of the time gone by

Full of conspiracy

And utter lies.

Akoy Samuel!

You can go up and down the hill

In search of peace

While the only means is a good will

Devoid of hostility and distrust.

A "mast" without "mask"

Or else, you might distort peace

Both in words and deeds.

Beware of Iago

In Shakespeare's Othello

Who made an innocent Desdomina

The victim of his evil plot.

Don't you know

These venomous conspirators

Whose brain machines

Are some things they employ

As a lab test of ploy.

-Haile

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