Incognito

Poem ... Incognito

We pull the strings
Behind the scenes
Those attachments
That money brings

Elected they are
Appointed hangers on
Doing our bidding
Loving their throne

We can't be known
The money we dispense
Our faces hidden
Behind corporate fence

Supreme Court
Rends it's OK
For us to stay hidden
Directing this play

So all you commoners
Who think you are bright
We remain incognito
Well out of sight

If you desire
To know who we are
Follow the money trail
It goes very far

Rabid Poet