I can tie you up in truth now
You like to lie
The way you always poured partial truths like a liquid
Into whatever vessel suited your purpose
No guiding principles govern your foul play
But I have been laying the way
Paving the path of my righteousness
All this time
Now I have only to collect on the promises I made
To the truth, to myself
I am cashing in on my own consistency of character
Every misstep you make now further proof
That what I say is true
And you find yourself constrained by your own move
Check. Mate.
How it can all turn
The hunter has become the hunted
None of your tricks trip me now
Because I can learn and you cannot
You stick to your playbook
Never having need to adapt
You are stiff
Untrained and unprepared for the fight you started
And of course I would have the last word
All the words were always mine
You stole them from my mouth
Till I close it indefinitely
Perhaps in this silence
You will finally hear me