Like totems of an ancient land
where the summit conquers all
as the scales of justice
struggle to keep the status quo
the anvil of anger wages war thoughts
in an uneasy mood where
angst is marrooned on mossy memories
and London bridge lingers lower
but falls like in a fairy tale
in the confusion of the G 20 unrest.
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