<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=398776" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Lucifer in disguise?</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">He sits in his tower block<br>surrounded by workers<br>that admires him (or so he thinks.) </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The being working day after day<br>in the white tower block<br>somewhere in Centurion</div><div style="margin:10px 0">drags on a thick cigar<br>and blows blue clouds of smoke<br>that hang in the office</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and plays a game<br>that tells <br>of his might and prosperity</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and he expects that when he speaks<br>others must listen<br>attentive and in silence</div><div style="margin:10px 0">as if he is almost equal<br>to the Lord God<br>and thinks that those working beneath him<br>swallows every word</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and in the evening three or four<br>or maybe five<br>prostitutes are called by him<br>to get picked up by his limousine, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">so he asked me<br>what is wrong with me<br>to be without a job</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and expects me to explain<br>if it is liquor, women, being a thief, <br>or maybe murder.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then I thought by myself why beings (like him) <br>not also are affirmed<br>and why that action</div><div style="margin:10px 0">is still lacking with him<br>while the company’s goods<br>are very obviously disappearing into his pockets</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and I keep myself<br>from sending him <br>to damnation, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">or maybe to send an assassin, <br>bomb planting terrorist or two<br>as a answer to him, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">but maybe after twelve in the evenings<br>he himself goes down to hell<br>to tell his subjects there<br>about his new misdeeds.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Gert+Strydom">Gert Strydom</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=398776" data-title="Lucifer in disguise? de Gert Strydom" data-description="He sits in his tower block surrounded by workers that admires him (or so he thinks.) The being working day after day in the white tower block somewhere in Centurion drags on a thick cigar and blows blue clouds of smoke that hang in the office ..."></div> </div> </div>

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