When The Truth Comes

There was once a great idea that meant too much

And as the world went on, people forgot that such things were there

They hustled, and bustled, and lived their lives, and such

Without ever acknowledging the truth, because they'd barely care

When the idea faltered, the world fell into disarray

But people just shrugged and acted as nothing mattered

It would get better someday, or so they would say

That was until all the king's horses and men had scattered

Did it for them, the lords of the land did not

For they were as inwardly focused as all the rest

Much like early kings, the rulers of today forgot

They'd sworn an oath to do their absolute, very best

Then it all came around, and the world was on fire

Joe Bloes and Jane Does were left to wonder

Had they only cared about their own foolish desire

Were they only at the top to see how much they could plunder

But what of the world as it began to unravel

Would they truly be facing their end with no hope

Rest not, weary ladies and gentlemen; they'll face the judge's gavel

And hopefully end up being known as a big dammed dope

But for the rest, you're basically screwed without lube

Because you listened to the wrong idiots in the news

As the world meets its end, you'll find out what you were, a rube

As the world collectively sings the blues

When the end begins, there's only one outcome

And yes, it's that fast track to hell

For God's greatest creation was only protected by some

And they're the only ones who'll hear the heavenly dinner bell