The Hague Awaits Me

So am to sign a peace accord,
No body guards and guns.
Peace accord I will not sign,
That is their monkey trick,
They want to arrest me on signing.
Let my sickness carry on for ever,
My place not be ready.
Hague waits for me,
But I will not go,
Let justice obtain new ways,
To bring me to order and reproof,
Tomorrow.
I hope I’ll be dead by morning,
I hope I’ll be dead then,
And wait for the Day of Judgment,
That is called the last day.