Kings.

These are not representatives
and presidents.
They are kings
they like the juice of swine
adore the romance
of dominance and conquest.
They have prize horses
bet on sports affairs.
and trade weapons of war.
But at night they dream
of a different kind of Kingship
with dominion over perhaps all the
world 
     
perhaps with a single unifying voice.
Their own undoubtedly and of course.
They pretend for the Great Peace I suppose.

These are kings
in funny looking clothes.