every sin

Every sin in our souls

We will deny it until the cows come home

When the truth is finally sat on the barn

We will admit it causing shame and misery

The game we used to play

In schools we faked the report cards

The enterprising ones would buy two

Gave one to the father with acceptable grades

Most of the times the teachers would not know

Believing what they saw on the report cards

Only when teachers met the parents

Where the truth would come out

By then the story had gone

The students had the games checked

The parents would shout and cane

When the truth came back in time

Now we see the game

One leader spent his time

In close door meetings

With his own people

Going to Parliament

To make his day count

He hides it playing his card

Waiting for the truth buying his time

The internal turmoil

The Eunuchs keep a distance

Assessing the game plan what to say

Knowing the truth will expose the game