Their withered hands
groping for the fetid money
weeds and centipeeds crawling
through their decaying suits
shiny and handsome
encrusted with remains of fine meals
the laugh and lie
and sell the health of millions
to affluent predators
whom are fattened and happy
the mansions of these tigers
are littered with so much
ineffectual health care policy
one can not walk though
without staining one's soul
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