As we edge towards a brink
the ledge precarious and shrinking
we allow the risks to grow
and follow strategies unthinking.
On the path to dangers end
we seem unable to revise
the thoughts we have inside our heads
and so we live within the lies.
We form our habits in the fictions
and with ease we play along
we balance endless contradictions
knowing much we do is wrong.
We feel the pain of horrors guilt
and yet we fail to change our ways
and see the kiltering unbalanced
in these twentymental days.
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