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Clad In Borrowed Robes


Have you heard of a mediator

who does his job for years

he is honorary in a sense

a beneficiary in another way

comes on and off

talks  to one and all

most times knows not

what he talks  about

sent as an emissary

by his closest ones

all involved are relatives

the one who forces

is the most indulgent

drawn to each other

not out of love

but of  an alliance

the mediator represents him

perhaps to an extent

another one also

know not for what cause

he is biased and unfair

with intentions  plain

with ties more prominent

he blabbers in a write intermittently

where one could see the voices of those

who make him do  for their welfare

he commits himself not for honour

but for material wealth not to him straight

would pass on to his offspring

the self-conceit is transparentdisguised

he is a disguised  villain.