MILO

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MILO



How do I say it?
He has no regard for the norms of citizenry.
Oh how the people's values slide, down, down, down,
Every year, a new low, no idea of equanimity,
Those days are gone; they will never return.

I saved his sleeping family from robbery.
And more than once,
I safely delivered him from assassination.

Yet when I stand here in the dock,
Charged with a capital crime,
The jury fixed to render judgment against me,
Milo, he just cackles with brutal laughter,
He delights in the prospect of my exile.

He seems ready to plot my murder.

I blame the times.
No man's morality survives when chaos rules the byways.
Who remains upright when arson an arm of politics?

And what hope have we for ethical compass,
When gold rules the body politic.