Now that the decisions have been made,
Clearly they omitted the bunch,
We knew this was bound to happen,
As we'been hearing the clarion call,
Yet we chose to be in our deep sleep.
The decisions' 'been made ,
The time listening to the hunch,
has come n gone fruits nor ripened,
The fortress built so far, about to fall!
Maybe its time's revenge that make us the sheep.
Now that your time has come,
I shall not wish you all the best,
I shall not wish you fairwinds,
Nor fathoms below your keel,
But I will not grin either!
Yes it hurts to know what's about to come,
The future being shown is not just,
All heroes turned short of blind,
Legacies made sense as nails
And I shall not grin either!!
All I can wish you is pain and agony,
with a great amount of parody,
All I know is that you will walk through this fire,
And shine bright like a lighthouse for them!
I know there are more leeches around this, many
They'll vouch to stand yet vanish when its bloody,
Remember, to fight with all your might and fire,
You fight or flight, may time make you a shining gem !
