A Don
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The strength of knowledge is too like an arm
With muscles that are honed by taking drugs
And gobs of protein, but tremendous harm
Can come to strength by ignorance’s slugs.
The eras of such knowledge in its gym
Can be reduced to weakness by a sneer
From charismatic evil. Strong and prim
A Harvard or a Yale becomes a smear
From ignorance applied in lawfare suits
By billionaires whose pockets are as deep
As deepest Dante circles. Moneyed brutes
Succeed if led by one sly gilded creep.
The muscles of democracy and good
Are crushed by someone from a Mob-like hood.
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