CABALS

Cabals! Cabals! Cabals!
They launch war and hatred on preys
Emotionally they strike
Hatred and anger their companions
Their plan always to capture, elude and deceive
Enemies of their own souls
Destroying anything good that blocks their way
Their pot like bellies protruding
Their faces more like a replica of stoke fish,
Hate talks their every day music,
Cabals! Cabals! Cabals!
Creatures with human physique
Hearts more demonic and satanic
In the day, they are on two legs,
At night on four or on bellies
Hearts rotten with Malice
Shouting for "Justice" where there is none.
The truth shall reign,
Hope lies in me like a citadel.
The cabals shall all be brought to book
Their gloomy, squeezed and terrifying ugly faces shall be unmasked for the populace to see.
Then the story of the cabals shall come to an end

©aishatu