The Roman Mobs

We watch as the events were unfolding, 
we watch as the gladiators fight it on, 
we watch, we watch, that's who we are; 
The Roman mobs! 

We cheer to every splash of blood,
we sing their praises and turn them heroes,
That’s who we are; The Roman mobs.

The political elites set the stage,
create the fuss, and be the umpire.
They only call us to watch.
'cos that's who we are; the mobs.

The mobs in their subjective thinking,
Never bother to ask;
Why the commotion? Whose interest?
and who benefits after all?
Just like Roman mobs,
the grains and the spread they share
at the arena as deluded their mind.
The few who do, are called
the traitors or the spoilers.

The few oligarchies never fought 'cos
of the perceived injustice in the land.
They never fought for political correctness.
The casus belli of the rants is 
their interest which is at stake,
to retain and remain relevant in politics.
They live only in politics.

What can the parochial mobs do?
How can they break out of the hell cage?
First, they need to step out of there 
bigotry and religious circle.
The tribal, religious and ethnics argument;
Is a divide and rule tactics of the people
at top echelon to keep the status que.

Heaven help those who help themselves.
Let’s help ourselves.
Let’s break out of this vicious circle.
Let’s the elites feel our hit.
Let’s leave our parochial state thinking
Let’s go into the street!

Mr. Tao