Your day is coming.

by Sandra young

Your sorry ass, you make me sick
disgust is all I feel
how dare you think I wouldn't know
you slimy two faced eel

your eyes are like the devils soul
they pierce through with a blaze
your scheming little mind
huddles evil as it preys

I know the day, it shall come soon
when all will see your face
for not just I shall see you fall
to witness your disgrace

many, will see the truth
my voice, it will be heard
victory will be my pleasure
for harmony will endure