The Decline

You have the answers before the questions arise A lot of vague contemplations, the untrue memories and indignation Skillfully disguised in misdirection, a way paved with untruthful words Waiting for them to falter; strike the vulnerable at a tragic moment Unheard will be the silent shrieks of the soul in an upturned world The spiteful questions smeared with poison to impale the fallen Trample their … Continue reading The Decline