The cats out the bag

Cats out the bag
We've been waiting
So long now
Finally the tables
Have turned.
All those shifty ones
Are getting burnt
Can't say it wasn't
Earnt!
Can yah?
The wages of sin
And all that jazz
It was just about time
For us to see
All those hiding
Behind the crown.
She'll be coming
Round the mountain.
When she comes.
These arent no friends
Of ours.
We wipe our Hands
and walk away
From their disgust.
You played with our trust
Ashes to ashes
Dust to dust.
Now we walk tall
Full of energy
Our dignity is intact.
We take off our hats
And bow down
To those who
Stood their ground
The Romans are over
And looking just like
Clowns.
We who laugh
Last.
Are Watching you
Running from
Your very own past.
Never mind,
That's just the way,
It is.
You missed the point
and disappoint
all for what?
Now its all over
Rejoice.
Cause cats out the bag.

Eliberocelta @ El Torcal 25.03.2020

Absolutely wonderful, resonates with me, thank you
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a reply to: ancientthunder

You have a way with words that is poetically blunt.

I love it!

Sincerely NC

Thanks so much appreciate that, the blunt quivel best ancient thunder a reply to: NoConspiracy