when your number is up
it’s up
and no amount of bleating will stop
the nature of the number being up.
The calling card and given out
don’t stop
to point the finger of death full mock
so your pretty plans total nought
the list, tick struck
red pen
so fail the thoughts of mortal men
on poor performance, failing luck
trusting God and words so old
grow cold
with modern eyes recast the mould
and realise reliance lies untold
the faithful ones are true
still true
with a shine unforgiving can reflect
and shun the sins of non belief
to prop up truth again
no, no
the words are tales of fakes and yet
we legalise lest the truth be out

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