eat you own words
choke on your lies
let their seeds fester
consuming til you are nomore
true face is gone
left here with a facade
your honey soaked words
your promises, a blueprint
to build a utopian future
reality crashes down
destroying the foundation
your throne of lies tumbles
illuminated by the truth
now i can see reality
shall i be the deliverer
the hand of the righteous
let the deceivers cower
on bloody knees they plead
kowtow before me as they may
i must fufill this destiny
and deliver divine justice
their blood flows tonight
the lies will no longer infest
when i slit the throat of hypocrisy.
by john m
