Masks, how they tell us lies
How they grandly
posture!
Seen them
hovering as flies
Over rotting
ideas and gesture!
As veils they are aptly spread
Over selfish
motive and aim
Those lofty
sounding words said
How unjust
powers they claim!
I don’t want
to declare him prince
As he is my favorite begotten-in–law
But I will
go all the way since
Want dollars
and Euros to me flow!
Masks have
been used to hide guilt
The truth
and all the nasty rot
Where will it lead all that you built -
When you lie
on your last cot?
Repent
you cannot, for time is passed
Reform
you cannot for it was a scheme
Be ready to see what you’ve amassed
In ruins your
dishonesty will gleam!
Xavier Bage
6/26/2020 9.33
AM