Fathered by a fantasy of ideal expectation Nurtured by the fallacy of promisory’s sought, Living out the lies of appearance as priority Content in the hollowness of misconceptions taught. Wafting through the days in a cloud of preconceptions Drifting in a lifetime of falsehoods rendered loud, Teetered on the brink of a precipice, precarious, Arguing malfeasance in empty tones of proud.
Blinkered to collapse of society in freefall Unseeing of the seething fraud which permeates the globe, Blind to the bombing and the gunshots in the avenues Sadly unseeing of unsightly flanks disrobed. Perilously cloistered in a crowd of like admirers Jostling for position in this flimsy house of cards. Sipping pink champagne in a plume of sick pretentiousness Ignoring words of warning with a haughty disregard.
Slipping to a flagfall in a shocking fall of failure Slipping to a flagfall in a pall of choking dust, Slipping to a flagfall in the hues of sad surrender Sagging to oblivion in a staining sea of rust.*