The Judger's(s') Judgment Day
I don't much care for your "despair" -
your crocodile tears.
You play the victim with such flair!
Your acting deserves crocodile cheers.
You'd surely win an Oscar
were it not for astute ears.
I'd rather fight a savage monster
than absorb your true self's jeers!
Your wagging finger's arrogance
is contemptible, indeed -
for swagger lingers thus -
it is those, innocent, in need!
The judges, be they feigning victims
or be they conceit's rancid flesh,
are hereby warned that, forthwith!,
their legacies' page can be "refreshed".
Their sole power comes from fear;
the cure for which is knowledge.
This wise know full well
that it's the mirror (') gets your homage.
But we judged can let that go;
we know the truth the mirror reflects:
that your ego, scorn and haughtiness
is what REAL life rejects!