Preach good, Act bad

The jasmine petals spread on earth,
The foot prints stamped all over,
Spread the message of thankless toil
Cuss, buzz, fuss, gossamer.
Trapping the innocent laggards
Crog or wine or whatever you choose,
Exterpate the good, draff eaters
who emerge to serve.  Feudal lords
turned politicians.  Enjoy privileges,
The poor who eke out a living
Subjugated.

Every leaf that fade await a fall,
Every crook try to pull them down.

Rulers are accompanied, almost always
by execrable things.
They make the leaders coxcombs.
To ravage the modesty in public,
in planes, buses, offices, chambers
Bloody buggers!  preachers of democracy!
Phillippie blurting defile their tongues,
Cawing crakes come as cronies,
Cheat us, preach good, ACT BAD,
Not unwittingly.  They like to squeeze
Every nice breast.  Yet people are afraid
They believe them, protect them
Scotch frailty, ravage modesty
Blessed are they, our rulers
For theirs is the kingdom.