Hey Now, Don't Dream - It's Over

There may be trouble ahead, you don't know what's meant,
when you're scrubbed nicely, you can come to my tent;
Gaddafi lolled on his cushions, grinning his famous grin,
unaware that he would soon be shot for committing sin.

Hussain waved his rifle in the air to the baying crowd,
his continuance to life was not going to be allowed;
anyone else may take a similar route for bad folly,
there is no misunderstanding or any contrived mystery.

Caesar's thorny crown had wondered why all the fuss,
it was not long to be finished by back-stabbing Brutus;
Hitler shouted at his generals to make some progress,
he should have known, what was more, turned out less.

These empires and arrogant leaders, remember Lockerbie,
any historical kudos drifted into abhorrence and obscurity.