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