Fait Accompli
You can’t stop the marching hordes
They’ve got you on the run
You think you can stop the clock
But your time’s already done
History proclaims itself
Is what the poets say
You’re going to cause a lot of pain
Until you see that way
You’re already looking at me
From your prison cell
Even now you’re wondering
Just how the hell you fell
How could it have happened
When God was on your side
All your friends were asking
On the day you died
Ain’t it funny just how fast
Someone can be forgot
They all denied they knew you
Before your corpse began to rot
Because time is a chamber
With many an open door
One need only be patient
We’ve seen your end before
August 8, 2020
Copyright © Andrew Jacob Jung | Year Posted 2020
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