To The Last Man Standing (Poetry)

There’s none left to be in awe of
they’ve all shown telling flaws
the gaudy masquerade is done
it’s gloves off now — bare claws

No more false smiles or handshakes
it’s a dirty game or none
the rules were only there for show
the despot’s good as won

Don’t kid yourself it’s how you play
nobody gives a damn
nothing’s fair and never was
those old beliefs a sham

There are no heroes any more
it’s each man for himself
the world is full of aliens —
all rich and in good health