YOU UNDERESTIMATED HER.....

You foolishly thought you could keep her entwined in your disheveled ill-gotten games of lies, deceit, and deception.

You unwisely feel a perverse sense of pleasure from your oppression.

She quietly smirks picturing you there in your little suit feeling oh so chuffed with yourself, you could almost do a little pirouette, oh how deluded you are. She keeps her powder dry, it is her turn to play now, oh and how she loves to play.

You have only ever known how to play the short game, due to your innate absence of forethought, shortage of skill, lack of patience, vanity, and narcissistic need to win. Where she plays a strategic long game, and she is in it to win it.

You have never played with the big fish as she has. You have been nothing but a mere amusement, a joke, a crass smear on the side of your little fishbowl. Can you not feel their eyes watching you, peering right through you as though you were nothing.

She delights in how the tables have turned, how the spider has now become the fly, the hunted now the hunter, in the twisted web you weaved when you first practiced to deceive. She felt her emotions run high, all the excitement has gone to her head and made her feel quite giddy and light-headed.

You see, you underestimated her, she had been studying the likes of you for years, she knew your kind. Her face unnaturally distorts just at the mare thought. She banked everything she had on your enormous ego, your superiority complex, your inability to tell the truth, see past your own nose, and being so enamoured with yourself. And your little friends, well, they were insignificant in the scheme of things. Your minions had vastly overestimated your ability to align yourself with any resemblance to the truth, which fell in her favour.

They were like deer caught in headlights once she set the plan in motion, they had nowhere to hide. You really did a number on those poor bastards; they did not stand a chance in hell, you set them up like lambs to the slaughter. You played them like a well-tuned violin. One would think you should at least get a clap for that, superbly played. Bravo old chap.

However, she felt no remorse for them, they had been warned time and time again. She felt no need for mercy as they had knowingly and consciously chosen without the foresight of the disastrous consequence of their actions or should we say their inability to act unsupervised, sheer stupidity, disdain and lack of respect for other people's lives, and total disregard of the Corporations Act.

They thought they were Periyar's, completely above the law and totally devoid of any human decency.

They thought it was just a silly little game, They were hardly affected why should they give a dam, Accountability, integrity, huh, they would have struggled to spell the words, let alone know what they meant.

They just wanted to play like the big boys did. They got to play grownups in their daddy’s best suits, with mummy’s best china and when one of them fell over and hurt themselves, they could go crying to mummy. For mummy to come and kiss it all better and make it go away. They care not for the families and lives they destroyed with the loss of millions, due to their deficient characters, and the fact they were barren of any moral compass.

She had learned to be patient, to take her time.

She sits and waits, and she watches, she throws you and your colleagues a bone or two. Do you really think she will let you win the game, oh no, no, no you poor deluded creature you. You do not even see it coming, completely

oblivious to what you have done, sitting there in your warm little chair with your beloved, with your seafood and pinot gris blasé’ lifestyle.

She is flummoxed at how easily you were all played, you just nonchalantly walked yourselves right on in, like it was a lazy Sunday afternoon stroll.

She barely had time to put her shoes on before she had to bowl. You were lined up nicely, like pints in your neat little rows. She took the ball in her hand, she swung her arm back, then with all of Gods favour she swung the ball forward, letting it roll down the aisle with such precision and force, she could hardly look for all the excitement and screaming, as the ball hit the first pin and all the pins came crashing down, for all the world to see.

She was in shock, after all those years of lies, gaslighting, abuse, of being demeaned and it all came down in the final hour. Like it was in slow motion, this heavyweight of betrayal she had been carrying for so long was lifted, she was free to enjoy her hard earnt pleasure in luxury and opulent splendor beyond her wildest dreams.

She would think of you and your little friends, not.....

She turns to walk away with a smirk on her face, and wonders if maybe, just maybe there had been a double twist, a sleight of hand, a twist of fate, that just somehow played out in her favour.

What ya reckon