The Last Act

Pupils spilling sickness all over every one they see
Button down tan trench coat
Walking into the halls of power
Mad Limbs all scrambling to
Give the Judge a heavy present
full of their last birthday wishes
and missed House payments
Putting an explosive device
Down the throat
of Those who grease the wheels
"I want to explode"
You screamed while the night spun all around
"Bullets in the head for all the kings"
"Wheres my cigarette?"
"I am a walking car wreck"
I think I might
Agree
But I am too timid
So I just watch
As it all blows up