An eye for an eye
Has just left
The world on fire
Relive in one try
How it felt
Back when things went dire

Some hollow windows
And streets that smell like peace
Burnt out mundanity
Much more of what follows
What makes sure
Noises cease

Back then on the path of
Progress
It was believed
Things followed suit
Right now it's quite hard to
Process
There will be more
In a minute

Some sparks in the air
Lit many whispers
Many days
More news
From newswhere
More nothing betters
Only ways

The big picture
Might perhaps look
Somewhat this way
One thing is for sure
Some things are written
By the book
Scattered souls, bitten
Only afraid to miss
The hook