You are all dogs! The Emperor secretly said benevolent face looking down at the dark, noisy crowd of the pious subjects Those who bark loud and far are the best guards of my lies Those who know how to bite and kill without making a sound are the best soldiers to keep me safe Those who are fat and quiet can enjoy their lives before the feast For Eating [or killing you] has the deepest meaning of Sacrifice, the highest honor a dog can earn besides some crust Those who have pretty eyes and fur are to show my wealth and taste Those who don’t have a voice can farm my land and feed my greed Young and old, what a good bunch! But the power and sword are tightly held in my hands They are used to show my kingly love to all of you, smart or dull So, keep barking and praise the Lord What can I do without you? You silly dogs! Better to believe what the Book says: You are here for me in the blood-soiled land No, for the kingdom of G-o-d Though misery is yours at the end :: z.z. 2005