v.i.e.t.n.a.m.

What’s a man without sadness?

What’s a life without deceit?

What’s a broken woman’s wail?

& lives lived discreet

What’s an eagle without wings?

A falling subterfuge

What’s a dying man’s last wish?

Chained to his gods & views

Beyond the questions unanswered

Is an inconsequential existence

Held in a mother’s arms

Is a crying contradiction

Clinging to the broken system

Is an old man waiting for sun

Rains flood the trodden path

That prophesised of the one

The garrulous keep trailing

Oblivious to the light

Picking up their rusted weapons 

Knives in a gun fight

Sanguine to the marching doom

He who stands tall

With scars on both sides

Still fighting for all

All for naught.