State of the union

The words upon my chest entangled
holding closely to the heart
tear sentiments to destruction
a world obstructed
ripped apart  

The papers of our existence
have been burned
thoughts packaged and caged
meaning trampled
flattened, forgotten and spurned

Faces upon faces
lost in the fray
a détente fallen to pieces
the human understands
despair descending upon the day

The burial of society
no longer bemoaned
owning up to failures
no more virtuous
the weeds have taken root and grown

Within this wilderness
I gasp and clutch a crushing weight
I tussle with futile words
addressing the absurd
eyes wide open in such a solemnly state

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