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Scoundrel

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Justice on the horizon
But for how long?
Rules are skewed for some
Game is rigged
Without doubt
You and I would be facing
A lot of time inside
Until last breath
Buried with a shroud.

But if there’s anyone left on this earth
That would defend emotional atrocities
Send out the media quick
For there’s a story
Make damn sure they lay it on thick.

Theories abound
A black book
Surveillance equipped
He may sing like a canary
Save his wretched skin
We’re at a critical juncture
Dominoes will begin to fall
Whatever the future tells
It’s satisfying to savor
The elite aren’t immune
From emotional depravity
Some have been saying it all along
It ain’t a feather in the cap
But one is seduced by money and power
The trappings of success
That one forgets that some can get trapped in that illusion
Capable of mortal sin
Turning a blind eye to the sickness
Twisted madness
Allowing it to continue
For you must also share the blame
As the scoundrel who hasn’t a soul
Yet still believes is untouchable.

He has achieved pariah status
Either locked inside
His conscience (if he has one)
Having to face his crimes or
Always looking behind
Terrified that his well-connected so called friends
Might try to silence him via elimination
Yes, he’s screwed and it’s about damn time.

Don’t let the story die
Inspire
Dig
Circulate
Keep pushing the envelope
Even if you’re the lone wolf
On the trail.

P-7/13/19

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