A table filled with heads,
Busy, important brains but rusted thoughts,
Shoulder to shoulder; acted calm,
Deepened in their thoughts of cohesion,
Huh! The autonomous doctrine bleed in their veins,
Would it run or freeze?
To all the acts, they; the naysayers solemnly nodded their heads,
All wrapped in denial,
Robotic gestures,
Miming performance,
They toast raised; the consent done,
Stamped the fates with caged reins,
The bygone paupers, sold their probity,
The guns down,
Uranium seized,
Smoke cleared,
Bright skies,
But deferred honours
Hurray! the ceasefire occurred.