The End of the Cunning

The leaves will dance
And the birds again sing
When finally the cunning is gone
A long expiration from night until dawn
When the cunning is gone
The hucksters give up on their scamming
The showmen give up on their cons
The starlets and models surrender their clothing
No matter what rags they have on
The players recreate for enjoyment
The agents are shown to the door
The floor is now nature’s, the clouds are the sky’s
Now that the cunning is gone
All across bridges and nations
Real estate is no more real
Sensation, emotion, and love rule the day
Now that the cunning is gone