Serpent Tongue in Spontaneous Combustion

Just as the wicked brave their tongue
Let us watch with certainty
As Karma makes her presence known
To remind them of the power they abuse

Grab a seat,
Watch the strength of unity
Deflect the venom of entitlement into their line of sight.

The sting forcing their eyes open
To watch the deflation of precious ego
It’s essence lay crumbled at their feet
Sizzling, soaked in the salt of futile tears.