The Predators of Power

The Predators of Power 

They crawl toward power with varnished smiles and hands already stained, predators in suits feeding on cracks and fears, shamelessly devouring what they swear to protect; their speeches are sweet poisons, their promises premeditated betrayals, and every word they utter reeks of disguised self-interest. They serve nothing and no one but their own ascent, erecting their ego as law, trampling consciences, draining meaning from words until nothing remains but a cynical theater where humanity is no more than a sacrificed prop.