All The Kings Are Fools

When suns that are to set

Our days ablaze,

Shinning bright,forever and forever,

Clearing the haze

We have been engulfed in, 

Fail to take their places

On the pedestol ,we,the stars

Have put them on,

The world is pitch black.

And black soon turns blue.

Pale and haunting.

Our lives,torn to shreds,

Our opinions,chew-toys of the dogs.

We refuse to let the moon rule.

Check the ballots!

Our collective thumbprint

is not against your image!

We wallow day after day!

Twisted Tuesdays

after Mourned Mondays!

Trashed Thursdays

after Wounded Wednesdays!

Swollen Saturdays

after Frozen Fridays,

and badly and bitterly scorched Sundays

To punctuate it all!!

You,so-called heads of the team

sleep in public

Your heads thrown back

Lost in a babbaric dream

and let those night crawling demons

Steal the crown we put on your heads.

You throw our fates to chance

and our stomachs and pockets into pits

of bones and dirt.

The residue of your abandonment!

Look at me!!

Look at us!!

Count these emaciated ribs calling out your titles

through battered and withered skin!

When the suns refuse to take their place,

All the stars align and with unity

and in one voice

Scream out loud

The final conclusion,we've become accustomed to!

Yes,It is true!

All The Kings Are Fools!!