We will be back

To settle accounts
all those lives you stole
all that hatred you spread
We will wipe it all clean
and amongst us
you will stand out
as the unworthy
you will suffer your ways
in your very own flesh
your very own blood
Your time as rulers
is dwindling away
No one will be bothered
to look your way.
In your ignorance
you paved the way
to your very own
crucifixion.
We shall watch you
as your kind
deflate.
For true justice
is patient.
We will be back
some sunny day
and from the light
we shall watch you all
go far away.

The metaphysics of justice

a reply to: ancientthunder

There once was a fellow O'Doole
Who found little red spots on his tool
His Doctor a cynic
said Get out of me clinic,
And wipe off that lipstick you fool!