The Man in the Bowler Hat

On the dot at nine O Clock 

The spurious claimant walks past

What a strange behaviour 

From one who said and claimed, the worst 

Of those who did nothing except show an extra kindness 

Does he go to revisit the place of the crime 

Like a criminal that he is, does he go to gloat 

Buoyed by the destruction that he wrecked

Or does he go to bait those that he accused

That when they holler and rebuke 

That man in a suit, 

Who looks like he would not hurt a feather 

Then he would have them sent down 

For malicious communication 

What a stupid reason 

For a force full of corruption 

We do not need to rebuke him 

Nor hurl obscenities 

For the lie is on him 

He is his own destruction. 

Those who auger ill

Ill will they have 

This is true no matter, who 

Each makes their own truth 

And his is a base lie 

That belongs to none but himself 

Let him sleep not easy, 

Nor know any comfort 

Until judgement day. 

END

Shafees Nov 2021