Just when you thought

It couldn’t get worse

With more yet to come

It seems so perverse

Like clash of the titans

They’re pulling the strings

We’re tied in like puppets

Played with like things

However you swing it

We should realise

The conditions are set

To dehumanize

That which we are

And what came before

Making existence

Somewhat of a chore

Without any joy

A darkness draws near

And one they allow

Through persistent of fear

~

Try and look through the facade

Rhyme and Reason

(c) K Wicks