Only Yourself To Blame Poem by John Fenton Mcleish

A house made of straw will eventually burn
History repeats did you never learn
Now you will reap what you have sown
This so obvious you should have known

No doubt arrogance will be your downfall
Before dragon and bear are soon to crawl
Farewell to your kingdom, good riddance I say
From Satan born and in hell will lay

Your minions too will not escape
Will pay for their crimes, war and rape
Call it karma call it what you like
But you cannot hide from the missile strike

The future not easy for your treacherous kind
Lined your pockets but now will find
Alone will stand, against you all odds
For no one will help, not even your gods
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