Its all rearguard action
struck in quagmire of latent thickness
heads lost in pale vacuity
dumdum bullets ricocheting off the impregnable
deserters galore at the frontlines
inept ideas and plans come and go
desperation and frustrations abound
street life street war street lepers
their trump card is the propaganda machinery
oh! how they toil morning noon and night
churning out misinformation and disinformation
from the ridiculous to the even more ridiculous
Lord Haw-Haw eat your heart out
you are nothing compered to our band of liars
its not over till the fat lady sings
its all sound bites and furious nonsense
signifying
the inherent acidic constituents of wet salts
that neither graces nor enhances
and mostly buried in caves and crannies