They are Winning

They are winning,
Their tanks line the streets,
Their faces are smiling,
They do not care.

A single word causes fear,
To walk in the streets is for the rich and the rats,
It is for the ghosts and the corrupt,
They nod at the rats as they walk by.

This has all happened before,
It will all happen again.
"Their yokes were not tight enough"
Think the circus owners.
"Perhaps we should feed them to the lions,
in front of our horrified silent audience.
Perhaps they will be entertained.
Perhaps they will stay silent."