CABAL: 350 Years Ago!

CABAL:

350 Years Ago!

First letters of their

last names created

the acronym-CABAL,

Clifford, Arlington,

Buckingham, Ashley, and

Lauderdale;

quintet high

councilors of

King Charles 11,

signatories to

Secret Dover Treaty.

Between Britain and France,

Secret Dover Treaty existed,

against common enemy-

Netherlands;

life by their signatures

cabal breathed into treaty.

In shadow of darkness,

they conducted business,

away from public view and

knowledge they ruled;

intense secrecy surrounded

their dealings in and outside

government.

Enemies-they brought down-

by intrigue, subterfuge, and

conspiracy,

obstructions-in-their-ways

they pulled with mortal force,

stumbling block to vested

interest,

they fought with

superior power.

 

CABAL In Modern Times:

Intrigues, conspiracy, and

secrecy-yesterday’s tools-

modern CABALs elevate

to statecraft.

Cabalism-philosophy and

school of thought-

modern politicians

take lessons from,

yesterday’s invention,

today’s working principle

for politicians as guide.

Cabalism-a pact between-

past and present,

practice that shapes

times and eras,

dictating mankind’s

future;

cabal-yesterday’s evil-

today’s curse.

Anywhere-they have root-

wicked plan they foist

on their people,

from sunrise to sunset,

evil agenda-they pursue.

On same spot-they keep

their own,

in chains, fetters, and

handcuffs-

every soul is placed.

Goodness of life-

they deny their own,

freedom and liberty-

they take away from

their people,

basic necessity of life-

they deprive their people,

knowledge-they take away,

today-they ruin-

tomorrow-they destroy.

Fear and ignorance-

trees they grow, water,

and nurture;

hate-seed-they plant,

violence, distrust, and

doubt-

fruits-they harvest from

their enterprises.

Every time-from their

inner chamber-

glass clicking sound,

you hear atop their

laughter,

anytime they defeat

citizens;

unending merriment-

they hold for consorts,

mistresses, children, cronies,

friends in their courtyards year

round.

When society cries,

they are happy,

when society weeps,

they laugh,

when society is pained,

they exult.

CABAL! CABAL! CABAL!

Today may be your day,

Tomorrow for oppressed.