Today the demigod has done it again:
He has reappointed the anticorruption sleuth
Because he has no teeth to bite the bullet;
He wouldn't dare fire a shot to harm the hand
That feeds him, and he has got the ears too
When drinking tea beside his mahogany desk;
His daily dalliance with the lords of loot
Softens his heart and blunts his spearblade;
He is a naive actor in the drama of disguise;
A cropped cronny, the fellows smile in connivance,
Now rewarded, not hounded out of the hall of secrets,
The secrets must remain locked in the pandora's box;
So the demigod has strangulated our efforts
To slay the dragon of corruption with honest hands,
Prefering to preserve the tsar tangled in his tentacles.