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
