While we were yet Awake
It crept up on us
Stealth
Death
Stench
Why did we not see it coming?
Incurable national Aches?
We sought hell for help?
See how we are Drenched
No Depth
Just Debt
Death
Stench
Why do we now Yell?
They Laugh
They Clap
To the trap Bank
Our stare is Blank
Our lives Bland
We cannot hear the Live -Band
We are on the Brink
Of the collapsing Wing
We cannot hear the bell Ring
Copyright: May 19, 2023
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