The Price of Power
I raised my sharpest knife
And pressed down
In total control
I could read your every word
Once I applied my blade
And removed your insides
Your outer body lay so still
On my table
And in such intrepidation
I now have a huge price to pay
The miserable way I tore at your body
For I ordered your demise
I hated you so passionately then
But you turned up un-invited
Un-expected
I opened you up in anger
And now pay back is imminent
Your cheque is on its way
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“The Price of Power”
Written and Published by Paul Buttigieg
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- April 19th, 2006
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