Crumbles,
Ruins,
What once stood tall
Dusty void.

And somehow despite
the chaos,
uncertainty,
and utter hell
Tomorrow comes.

Helpless
What can I do?
Useless
Nothing
So I watch the figures on the screen
Read the words
Hear the news

Prayer of thanks-
Glad it's them not me?
How is that to ease my conscience?

Blinded to the truth
Smile away
Watch the truth become nothing
Hello, security blanket

But I'm no better
Smile back
Waiting for the veneer to drop
Yet...
Wanting the truth to stay concealed
Just for that bit longer

Brazen.
Because that one look should say it all..

Look.
But dont touch...
What kind of game is that?

Brazen-
If only