The Arena

<br>Words of cunning<br>shining stunning.<br>Men of grandeur<br>blinding, numbing<br>with winsome wiles in specious styles.<br>Speeches etching,<br>rhyming, wrenching.<br>Men so shallow<br>stumble fetching<br>for words that maze, to clear their daze.<br>Calm in disarray<br>Sinking day by day<br>Hopeless never see<br>save what they believe.<br>Choices weakening,<br>ever sinking.<br>Men are poisoned into thinking<br>that they`ve a voice above their noise.<br>Spheres of disarray<br>worsened by the day<br>Sadly led and fooled<br>without thoughts to rule.