pantheon

lurching unto nothing real

foul wind pervades the place

sunken eyes once held ideal

of this there is no trace

as lovers lose the hours again

we feel for rarer fields

but pantheons remain the same

for what elections yield

one hurls a piece of shit at walls

one raises fist to sky

united rise, divided fall

were one to wonder why

it is the lustre finally went

so far away from dream

and reason's gone whence it was sent

as has our pride, it seems

in pantheons of statesmen, kings

set forth above the rest

a note of fine intent still sings

as we collapse for cruelest jest

it cannot be, we're here again

chorus fading from the sky

consigned unto this sick refrain

for bi-partisan bile, dream dies

divided, narrow, convoluted

the message transcends pantheon

bankrupt, hateful, soul-polluted

wait and see what comes anon...