Of your tongue,
The words you weave.
The intoxication,
Your eyes spew..
Curl of your lip,
That slays hearts
And subjugates
Minds.
Communists,
Atheists, priests.
Philosophers and
And other fanatics.
How many
Revolutions,
You must have
Killed.
With just a curve
Of your smile.
Are you,
By any chance.
The incumbent
Government?