I lost a place to stand on.
Imbalanced like a halm.
Tortured maiming beliefs threaten.
Diplomacy became truth.
Senseless conspiracies,
honesty like putty,
rule by force,
power-rush toxicity,
deities of greed and gain,
observed by AI,
judged by the blind,
sentenced by all,
executed by myself,
…
falling
towards nothing
clueless and lost