The Unveiling

Reality has come a’knocking 
in the cold light of day
and those once painted Saints
Are all cast away.

The cards have collapsed
and the air tastes stale
all those who were once hailed
are heckled, jeered, jailed

So when the light is cast
and the shadows flushed out
the sinners are seen for what they are;
pale, pathetic, pockmarks on society – 

they have been seen
they have been measured
and found, completely wanting.

Welcome to The Unveiling.