In the Cards
Fools rush in to save the day
Wizards broke their wands
All they can do now is pray
Priestess getting higher
Lost control of her habit
There’s smoke and there’s fire
And she’ll ride them to space
Queen’s hopping like a rabbit
She’s still in the race
The emperor’s got no clothes
‘Cause he’s fucking your face
The prophet’s wearing Gucci
Tossing lovers in jail
His chariot’s speeding faster
But his legs are getting frail
The hermit’s on the couch
Watching Fortune on TV
He’s guessing all the letters
J-U-S-T-I-C-E
He’ll hang himself tomorrow
When he runs out of wine
The devil’s got his number
But he hasn’t got mine
Tower’s getting taller
It’s reaching for the stars
The moon is getting lower
The dawn is not too far
Judgment day is looming
But the stocks are still booming
All the islands are drowning
But the news is still clowning
The world’s about to blow
The woods are on fire
I’d say I told you so
But you’d just call me a liar
Posted Sep 16, 2020, 3:56 AM UTC
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Thanks so much! I take that as a high compliment. :) I love your additions. I’ve posted a few more over the last couple weeks, and I’m a little new to poetry so any notes are always appreciated!