the play is not the thing

naming the crime is never the last thing
instead we have to justify and to excuse
but even those who are the most obtuse
fear the sound of the penultimate ring
the one that announces the the final wing
has risen from the ground no more abuse
will be permitted there will be no truce
no justification for even one final fling
instead we see the lies told and retold
the false denials and the falser claims
we know every untruth yet still we hear
that what we know's a lie is good as gold
that we have got the true and awful names
back on our side that this will be our year