A pity. A shame. A pretentious grin.
Leaders of men. And women. Of us all.
Yet stark contrast. Albeit expected.
The consensus of a better tomorrow over shadowed.
The magnitude of a lie, it's zenith.
The light darkens and the air is crisp.
Unrest clouds clear thought and judgement.
Distant gun fire, closer than it sounds.
And a siren. A flash.
All will be well? Is that a lie? Or one of them?
Men in suits with less honour than a thief.
Much less.
Idiocentricity of society. A burden to burn.
No care has continued, nor bothers me again.
Two Thousand, nine hundred and Twenty.
Count it down. At least.
Two Thousand, nine hundred and nineteen...
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