Forgetting the World Outside the Tent

Facts were sacked and positions made vacant for speculative trends, evidence slowly cleared its desk, a victim of gossips truthful cleanse, Rags stuffed full of fiction masquerading as hard facts, our logic and understanding at its root suffers attacks, building shaky foundations for the bricks are made of foam, and when cerebral dwellings fall in realities rubble we will roam Yet what grieves me more than storytellers disguised within truths scent is that this focus on bread and circuses removes the world outside the tent