Cycle Siege
Crest fallen try to make best of something
Left lost for US no life of hope returned
All like dopes obeyed the sudden shifting
Alarmed adrift while pointless parody remained
Wracked with joyless laughing nature cries
Arrested skies attest how man abstained
Under cycle siege a reign of mixed belief
Advancing chaos judgement failing all disdained
Copyright © Fred Jagenberg | Year Posted 2020
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