Horse Falling by geroco
On the wall
The photographs hang
Bring it down then hang up again
The changes quick
The real work never gets it done
The black knight gallops
Riding fast to his ambition
When the black spot he puts
He doesn't want to own it up
He advocates a different strategy
It is for his knights to take the fall
He has bigger ambition to get
So he rides on
The dusty smoke
The backroom knights sweep
Leaving trails of his work
They don't care; they want the payload
Out in the open
The peasants in vigils
Holding candles to light a cause
Rule of law and Constitution
The dark clouds
The dim light bloom
God is saying
The fall will be heavy
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