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
You can never truly look away from 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨, can you ?